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as leelyn walked out of the room, she heard her boyfriend enter the room. she looked towards the open bathroom to see a familiar devestatingly handsome man come through the entrance of her large bathroom. she smiled at him, her face completely healed, almost as if nothing had ever occured. of course, there were still the tell-tale scars around her abdomen, ankles, and wrists, there there was a silver lines and the skin was abnormally soft and smooth, hairless on the thin scars. she let out a delighted squeal, "sawyer!!! touch! touch!" her man didn't need to be told twice, for it seemed it was his first reaction to always wrap his arms around her. oh my, how she loved that. she always loved the feel of him against her bare skin.

she grinned wildly up at him. "oh sawyer! gosh, i'm so happy!" a few happy tears escaped her eyes as she leaned into sawyer, her head falling back to rest on his chest. but she quickly wiped them away and whispered excitedly, "it's a little girl...i can feel it! i just know." she put her hand over sawyer's larger one. "it's wierd though! i didn't think i would show until 3 months...i thought i knew my body type so well..." a frustrated sigh escaped her and she frowned. then brightened, then frowned again. "i wasn't thinking....were you doing something important? uh...hehehehe." she let out nervous laughter then tried to make up for any inconvenience she might've caused sawyer. she stood on her tip-toes, head still thrown back, and she kissed him under his chin.

her voice was soft and tender, "i love you, baby." she kissed him under his chin again and then chuckled, dropping to her regular height. then, she patted sawyer's hand and broke away from him, walking into her bedroom to look for some kind of shirt. she was humming. she was just being flat out vibrant. it didn't take her long before she ditched the unsuccessful look-for-shirt effort and she started pirouetting around her vast bedroom, her feet sinking deep in the plush maroon carpet. scarlett, who never left roxxy's side if she could help it, was laying under the high bed, watching her mistress's incredible display of affection and elation. her plumed tail began to wag rapidly, her brown eyes bright.

ah, so the sinister tyrant was back in the area. actually, he had just arrived in at shady lane. my oh my, how he did love the little town, packed with some of the most beautiful women on the planet. no wonder there weren't any beauties on the market...they were all in shady lane, kentucky. he smirked at the thought, the result would make any woman faint at the perfect angelic features of the cuban man. but of course, he was a dark angel, a demon in disguise. dimitri lozano was simply walking by himself, a fun little stroll perhaps. what fun. of course, if you call a stroll secretly stalking through the forest , unseen, unheard, undetected. by the way...hitman joe was dead.

as he moved noislessly, seemingly irisless eyes wandered over anything and everything that moved. he was alert and determined. did i ever say that our dear lad, dimitri, was stalking through the forests that covered each side of the trails? good. because he was stalking evean contaro. ever sense he had seen her, it had been a little game. he just knew he had been on her mind. ah, well, she was about to see the man of her dreams...and coming nightmares. the human version of a tiger moved hastily through the trees and the underbrush. oh, wait. i take that back. he moved quickly. as, the word "hasty" is usually prone to mistakes...dimitri lozano never made mistakes as far as he was concerned.

anyways, back to the point. the son of my mind, dimitri, (though he is one of the least favorite of my mind's creations), was into a fast run now. he wore no shirt and some relaxed fit jeans, dark wash. he looked like some exotic prince, coming for his princess. too bad he was actually the dragon come to imprison her. his abdominals were cut deeply into his flesh, baring witness to the finely tuned fitness of his tall body. he had not an ounce of surplush flesh on his body. he trained constantly. he was always in his peak physical condition. he had to be for his area of... for lack of a better word...expertise. he kept going at his top speed, his breathing coming in smooth inhalations. in the nose, out the mouth. dimitri's breathing was repetitive, like any living creature's was.

and speaking of living creatures, it seemed dimitri was the only one around...except for the priceless piece of beautiful flesh that came within sight of mr. eagle eyes. she, evean, reminded him of roxxy. vaguely. which that reminded him, he need to go pay both her and leelyn a visit. the little blonde bitch had caught him off guard with her look-a-like who claimed to be leelyn holis on-stage. she would be paying dearly for that stunt. and roxxy. ah, well, she had the will to live. and she had the people who wanted her to live. it was inevitable that she survived. he smiled to himself as he came to a stop at the treeline, just before entering the sun-blessed clearing.

he watched her as she sat down. she was alone. so was he. yes, none of his pawns -i mean- employees were around. how nice of him. time to see how good of a fighter this she-devil was. the man who looked more like some kind of god than a man put on a heart-stopping smile and walked out into the sunny clearing. if it was possible, the predator seemed more beautiful than the last time he had seen his prey. (hard, i know.) his white smile looked dazzling against the deep tan of his dermis. cuban accent could be heard, seductive, attractive, openly warm and inviting. "ah! evean contaro...i have missed you." that same smile was on his face as he approached calmly, his long legs cutting the distance in half effortlessly. the only thing that seemed wrong with the dark complexioned man was his eyes.

they were like a shark's eyes. black. no iris. straight obsidian. other wordly. like they were handed to him straight from hell. they were cold and bleak. scary and merciless. but they shone brightly. the brightness wasn't what one saw in roxxy's eyes, or leelyn's eyes. this brightness came from the knowledge that dimitri was about to do something horrifying. a malicious type of brightness. aye, it even frightened me.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] evean, roxxy, sawyer, dimitri
WORDS!?![/b] eh...bad people give me lots of muse...is that wrong?
MUSE!?![/b] running around with absolutely no purpose. blah!
MUSIC!?![/b] her0-skillet; monster-skillet; rebirthing-skillet
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b]*shrieks* it's him...*buries face in noob's chest* hehe, i love the way scarlett just POPS up outta nowhere. it's hilarious in a stupid sorta way. *sputters with laughter* and i, uh....changed my writing style a little in dimitri's part...i'll be fiddling with my writing style until i find one that myself and other people can appreciate. ^^[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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Sawyer loved the wonderful sound of Roxxy's joy. It was music to his ears. He smiled. His lips against hers. Damn, that had to be the zillionth time he's kissed her that week! Well, he loved it! He though back to the second time they met. Sawyer just wanted to kiss her so bad! Now he could whenever he wanted to and guess what!? She'd kiss him right back. He listened to her claim that they were going to have a little girl. Good, he wanted a girl. For many reasons.

one: They were easier
two: They were just perfect in every way and no one could not love her.
three; Sawyer melted over girls.
four: Well, he just wanted a perfect little girl.

He grinned wildly "I know it, too. Besides, we boys are awful when we're babies!" his voice was proud as he remembered his mother telling him how much of a bad baby he was. While his father said they were partners in crime. He closed his eyes when Roxxy touched his hand. "You're just a little early. That's all. Happens all the time." he smiled. There was that. And the thought of more than one. But Sawyer didn't even want to think of that. He chuckled his hand finally moving to wrap around her waist. He was laughing now. His chest vibrating along.

Leaning down to kiss her, his calm laughter seemed to turn into a kind of purr. He lifted his lips to her ear "I love you, too.". He let her go, taking note that she wasn't really wearing much, which he didn't mind at all. He loved the feeling of her bare skin beneath his hands. He seemed to watch her every movement. He leaned against the wall. His dark brown pools filled with interest. He could hear the dog. Hearing Scarlett made him wonder where Sparks was. The wolf dog went missing two days ago. Well, he always came back.

He was wolf wasn't he? Sawyer chuckled at the thought. Keeping his foggy eyes on the woman he loved and adored so much. His blindness seemed not a problem. He could see Roxxy, yes. He could see her. Just differently.

Her mind had not yet wandered. She sat quietly. Her soft brown eyes fixed on the far end of the small clearing. She felt that something was to come through the tree line. SANTA CLAUS! No that wasn't it. She bit her lip trying to think. All she could think was the devilish face that belonged to Dimitri! Than she remembered she never got to stalking him.

She sighed. in about three seconds that man is going to pop out of no where. she thought. Three..two...one. There he was. Even though she was somehow expecting him here. He took her breath away. She didn't show it. She simply stood up and chuckled darkly at his words. "Aww, and you came to visit me. Shirtless and everything!?" her vocals exited. She narrowed her eyes , meeting him half way. His tall frame only inches above hers. She eyed him over than looked around, "What, no audience?" she sneered. Showing off her pearl white teeth that hid themselves behind full red lips.

She kept her keen eye out for everything. Tricks that were up his sleeve. (Even though he was shirtless) ADHD came in handy sometimes. She noticed the gorgeous, evil look in his black eyes. She returned it "Looks like you came here to do something fun....and evil." she licked her lips and chuckled darkly. She was in for a little game. Better than beating up her brothers. She just new that he was in for a big...Eveanly surprise.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Dimitri
Word Count ~' ....
Muse ~' Sorry it's so short.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' I like Evean, she's fun!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

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roxxy stopped twisting and turning about, when she whirled right into sawyer's arms again. "come dance with me!" she let out light, happy laughter she threw her long, curly brunette hair back, it swirling around her like a waterfall. she reached up and kissed sawyer on the lips this time. each kiss was different in its own little way. and she loved each one of them, the feel of silky smoothness against the smooth flesh of another set of kissers. she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again, this time deeper. a third one followed, even deeper than the last. she suddenly gathered the hard muscle in her legs and sprang upwards, her legs tightening around his waist, her head just a little above his own.

the move must've been unexpected. thank goodness for walls. hah! the beautiful woman had him in her clutches. she wasn't going to let go for a while. she still held on tightly with legs that could hold on to a hyper-active stallion in a full run. she pulled her upper torso away, her long tan fingers played with the hair on the back of his neck before they traveled around his neck to tug at the collar of his shirt. her eyes were bright and the pupils were dilated. a wicked, mischevious smile was on her lips, her top white teeth plunging at a comfortable into her bottom full rose pink lip. she let out a brief chuckle. she gave another tug on his shirt. "pack mule...i want it off. noooow." white teeth were displayed in an utterly, breath-takingly sexy smile. being as they were near her bedroom door, she swung it shut, her eyes never leaving her boyfriend's face.

scarlett, who was simply observing the scene from under the bed, now realized what was happening. her owner's pheromone level was high. she gave a small whimper but sentenced herself out of the room. seeeing the door going for a close, she burst through the door just before it shut. she sniffed around. no sparks. ah, well, time to cuddle up with mystique for a while. mystique was sleeping. and scarlett was sleepy. so, she wandered into the kitchen, a little flustered about being kicked out of her room.

with the dog out and the door closed, roxxy was alone with sawyer. she was still playful, still eager. she looked down, long black lashes sweeping groundwards. she pulled at the shirt around his belly button, releasing it from where her legs had pinned it to his body. her voice was a sensual whisper, "here...let me help." light, nimble fingers slowly raised the shirt. roxxy's heart was racing erratically. but it was a good kind of racing. it was exhilarating.

as sawyer passed her as she went down, she smiled to herself. she was happy for the couple. yet, that jealousy was still there. but she kept it under control. it was in the back of her mind most of the time. she went back to her phone and was talking to jilanna and rhys, where they lived and such, saying that they should meet at the lake, maybe. and they both had jobs already. leelyn smiled and the conversation ended as something happened. probably something rhys said. leelyn smiled wryly. the line went dead and leelyn's phone exited the call and she was by herself again in the kitchen. mystique taking a dog nap. that's when she heard the flirtateous laughter of her sister. sitting at the table, her jaw dropped.

and she heard low murmurs, not able to catch the words, and then the door swinging shut, a large irish setter running down the stairs. leelyn burst into hysterical laughter, her head slamming down on the table. "oh lord god almighty!" she couldn't quit laughing. she actually fell onto the tiled floor of her kitchen she was laughing so hard. scarlett looked flustered and despite what had happened earlier, she cuddled up beside mystique. they looked much the same, red and gold, side by side. leelyn shook her head, still laughing, and got up, gesturing for the dogs to follow her. she headed towards her studio to write a new song.

dimitri met her, his face only inches away and up from hers. he was still wearing that cheshire cat grin. but it became furtive, like he was a bad boy who had just got caught doing something positively naughty. "ah, so you caught me. besides, wearing no shirt allows me more room to...maneuver. and anyways, you certainly can't keep your eyes from me, now can you evean contaro?" his voice was tender, soft, but offering no rebuke. a large hand came up to her and tilted her chin up so that she had to look him in those cold, dark, colorless eyes. his angled features moved closer so that his lips moved barely to let out whispers. "my beautiful evean...fun and evil is definitely the way to go."

then, he moved back to look into her eyes. a one-sided smile twisted its way onto his features. this smile was beautiful in a wolfish kind of way. but it was even more terrifying than lovely. his gaze broke from her face to admire her body, especially the tight conformity of her long, tan legs. he looked back at her and sighed, a dark chuckle coming from his vocals. "i would warn you that your wardrobe is going to attract the wrong kind of attention, but that time has passed. too late." he suddenly went nose to nose with her, "as for my audience...have you not noticed there seems to be absolutely no one on the trails except for us lovers." following the chilling words was a dark chuckle and a smirk. by now, every inch of his body was pinned against hers.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] evean, sawyer, dimitri, and roxxy, oh, and leelee!
WORDS!?![/b] eh...i don't care enough to find out!
MUSE!?![/b] nice enough!
MUSIC!?![/b] whatever comes on next on fuse.
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] *blushing and dying laughter* you can't tell me this isn't fun.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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He chuckled. So she was going to make him dance with her now? About to speak he was cut off with Roxxy's lips against his. He grinned only to have her kiss him, again. This was wonderful! His lips moved with hers by the third kiss. He yearned for more.

Being caught off guard when she jumped onto him. He stumbled backwards a little. Only to catch himself on the wall. He looked at Roxxy, hearing her chuckle, a sly wolfish grin on his face. He held her, until she spoke.. He began to laugh. A full throated laugh. Ok, so he was going to take off his shrt to show off his sexy new scars. Well he was fighting Evean for the last week. She was bound to hurt him sometime! Plus, Vampyre bit him on the shoulder...Haha Vampyre, bite...Ah whatever. It wasn't a bite bite, more of a nip.

"So...I'm still your pack mule?" he asked, planning to be difficult as his part of their game. He held her tight. Turning his head when the door closed. Curious of the new sound. He looked back at Roxxy and smiled a crooked smile. He held his hands around her waist. Keeping her close. Tight muscles relaxed on the feel of her skin against his.

"Thanks for the help." he muttered playfully lifting the soft grey fabric over his head. He dropped it to the floor. Pulling back slightly to show off. WHAT? He was a show off?

"Yeah, a few new editions to my collection of Scars O' Evean." he chuckled lightly. Evean had torn a hole in him five days ago. Cutting from his collar bone all the way to his waist. Evean was in a crappy mood that day. Luckily all that was left was a thick pink line. He smiled slyly. Than without giving her a chance to speak. He lowered his lips to hers and began to kiss her lovingly. His hands trailing up and down her back.

Evean's breathing remained calm and content. Her eyes devilish and cocky. She was plotting up a plot so evil and stupid that not even Dimitri could plot something so stupid. Not even Evean herself really knew what it was. But it was baaaaad. He was going home sore! Than again...So was she. Her evil cocoky grin became worse and worse.

She was still making this the best game of her life. She was having so much fun at the moment. Being able to joke around Dimitri. She snickered and licked her lips again. Having her body so close to his did nothing to effect her. She smiled, lying her hands on his chest. She felt oddly comfortable around him. She looked into his dark dark eyes and raised an eyebrow. "I'm ADHD, half the time I don't even know what I can or can't keep my eyes off of." What's life without a sense of humour? She stood there...waiting for his next move. when he spoke again, she put on Sawyer's curious face.

Tilting her head to the side, she stared at Dimitri with big unblinking, brown eyes. "Oh. So I'm yours now?" she suddenly felt very ticked off but she ignored it. Wanting not to show weakness in anger. Blinking she shrugged "Ah well, you called me beautiful." she paused for a moment, pursing her lips. "Even though I don't think that's the right word." smiling again.

She wrapped her tan arms around his waist and lay her head down on his chest and heaved a sigh "Maybe I can forgive you.". She looked up at him, hearing his words. "For me, wrong is right."she raised an eyebrow and then there was silence. She held her body against his. Her strong arms wound tightly around his waist. Her head seemed to fit into his shoulder perfectly.

"Lovers, now? No, no no. You have to earn the prize." she wiggled her way free and quickly spun around his body until she stood directly behind him. The grin of the demon spead across her face. Best shape of her life and this bastard was about to be beat by a girl.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Dimitri, Leelyn
Word Count ~' Not tellin'
Muse ~' Getting there.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' I'm really starting to enjoy myself!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

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roxxy's tones were kept light and flirtateous. it was all part of the game. she tried to seduce sawyer and they found out how long he could be difficult before he caved in. last time hadn't been too bad, as he hadn't been expecting it and she took control of the situation. (can someone say RAWR?) hopefully roxxy would win again and her sexual desires would be satisfied...for the moment. when sawyer let her take off his shirt, and it dropped to the floor. bright blue eyes looked at the defined muscles there, and the perfectly sculpted pectorals. her heart was pacing a thousand miles an hour now. but that was alright with her. oh, yes. most definitely.

she saw the rugged sexiness of the scars on his torso, especially the long one that trailed from his collar bone to his waist. with her right index finger, she gently traced in, her expression thoughtful. then, she heard his last sentence, and she decided to reply to all he said. "well, i lied a while back. leelyn's not the devil. i am. and you did promote yourself to my pack mule. heh, i told you i'd ride you all the time if you said and meant that." her finger traced the thick pink scar for a second time, a wry smile coming onto her exotic features. her voice dropped to a coy whisper. "well...i'll just haveta thank evean then." then, she bit her bottom lip again. but that didn't last long as the wolfish grin on sawyer's face came within kissing distance.

this time, he came to her. she was ready. his lips touched hers it was like a spark of electricity went through her body. her soft lips moved against his in the most natural of ways. tongue teased his mouth as it went in and prodded his and slipped back in her own mouth. roxxy's smile ended the kiss. as she felt sawyer stroke her back, words that made her laugh came to mind. she still had that sweet whisper for a voice, "i have some scars of my own, yanno...and there's one under my bra. you'll haveta feel for it." her laughter twinkled like silver bells, rich and throaty. she actually wasn't lying about the scar being under her bra. she had a gash that had healed there, making that fleshy smoothness only scars could have.

she took sawyer's hands and put them in front of her, between her breasts, where the clasp was. threading her fingers through his, she helped him undo her bra. not like he really needed the help anyways. her breath was a little bit heavier now. just a little bit. gently shrugging the garment off, she put femininely muscular tan arms around his neck, her body once again becoming part of his as her torso melded to sawyer's. she planted endless, passionate kisses on his lips, his face, his neck, anywhere she could reach.

dimitri was rather caught off guard by evean's boldness. but then again, he wasn't expecting this to be easy. but he never showed his surprise in either stance or expression. his eyes were still that same calm malignance. he felt evean hold him tightly. oh, so she was smart and completely stupid at that same time? oh how fun. well, she did follow the norm and found him irresistably, undeniably attractive. well, that was mutual. he found evean quite to his...tastes. he heard her words and a dark chuckle left his vocals. "i couldn't call you anything but beautiful, except for gorgeous...perhaps sexy. depends on my mood."

that killer grin was on his face again, white teeth appearing. his chiseled body vibrated with his quiet laughter. my, how he loved to play with his victims. "if this is wrong, i don't want to ever be right. simple as that." he could be charming and witty as all get-out but in the end, he was just this venomous snake who had been coiled, ready to strike, just beyond the flowers. then, he heard her next words. and then, she was gone. of course, he had been hoping and knew that a fight was going to brew. and how fortune for him! the lady was so predictable. most women were, to tell the truth. it was men who were the real unpredictability.

he never even turned around. "hah! evean. have you not learned, i've already won?" endless training, ceaseless pushing, coaching, working by his father kicked in. he was an assassin. it was what was raised as. that an a cuban drug lord. though he did that as a day-job. he did the perfect textbook back-kick with his right leg, but centimeters before his foot connected with evean, his left knee purposely buckled, and using his hands to support himself, he drop-kicked her, and then swung into a crouching position. he was the hunter here. she wasn't...but maybe she was just as in depth with her body and surroundings as he was. as he looked at her, his eyes became feral with some emotion that couldn't be describe. the game was over. time to fight.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] evean/dimitri/roxxy/sawyer
WORDS!?![/b] eh...it could be better.
MUSE!?![/b] woohoo!
MUSIC!?![/b] i don't care-fallout boy
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] i know, right?! just wait until we really get it goin'. ^^ BOW CHICKA WOW WOW, CHICKA WOW WOW, BOW CHICKA WOW WOW!!![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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No way was he going to give up so easily. Not like last time. She'd have to earn it! Another family trait. Fight before you give up your body. He would try. But his legs felt like Jell-o already. Just ready to give in. Give Roxxy what she wanted. Even though he wanted it just as much as she did...Well, maybe not a much but he wanted it. Can't give in... he told himself over and over again. He was completely speechless. All that came out of his mouth as a response was, "Uhh...uh...um..Yeah.". Evean was right...He was weak. Especially when it came to Roxxy.

Her tongue went into his mouth! AND HE LOVED IT! What the Hell? He groaned slightly. Just a low rumbling in the back of his throat. "You...haveta try...harder." he managed through deep hungry kisses. Than she stopped. NO! She couldn't stop she wasn't supposed to stop! He didn't want her to stop. He. Wanted. MORE! His eyes showed everything. His lust. His need for her and her only. Nothing else mattered. Not now not ever. She was his EVERYTHING! No, he wasn't going to give in just yet. He was going to torture her for a while longer. Not until she was going insane.

Insanity was the only cure. (Look at title if you don't beleive me). He grinned at where she put his hands. Everything. He felt everything. And when the bra was gone. His heart sped up to a million miles and hour. He couldn't handle it anymore. He wanted her...NOW. His grip tigtened and his lips hungrily went for hers...His hands went to work. Letting the blind guy have his fun. They traveled over her body. Everywhere. Pausing to touch her stomach every few moments His baby was in there. She was preganant, but that wasn't about to stop him. He pulled back and licked his lips. His body pressed up against hers. He could feel her rapid heartbeat that seemed to match his own

His mind was all foggy, as if Roxxy were a drug to him. At the moment, she was. His lips went for her neck. He nibbled gently when he traveled down to her collar bone. His hands traveled down her stomach to her inner thighs. And lower...A terribly evil, sexy look on his face when he pulled away to look at her.

{WE ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENED NO DETAILS UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO DELETE IT! Dun dun dun! (you can RP to the point but skip it, please.)}

Gorgeous, sexy, well those worked. He forgot one thing. The word she was looking for. Deadly. She licked her lips and laughed. Now free of his grasp. Her brown eyes watched him. His every move. Everything he did. Plus she took in everything around her...ADHD RULES! She noticed the pop in his leg. Her mind took a very quick moment to think than her lizard brain becan to scream MOVE She lurched to the side, still receiving his kick. She was knocked off balance, but not hurt. She rolled twice than balanced herself. A devilish smirk on her face.

She'd test him first. Act weak. And when he thought he had won...She'd strike. Time to not fight the Evean way. She laughed than lunged at him. Her hands balled into fists. She aimed for his jaw. Her body crouching. No, she couldn't not fight like her. It was impossible. She pulled his same trick. She was about to hit him when she dropped into a low low crouch.

Her hand still in a fist, she sprang up into the uppercut of the century. Since he was crouching, she shot over his shoulder. Her foot touching his shoulder. Hard. She landed in a push up postition and turned to look at him. Watching like a hawk. There was no way she was going to loose. This was her first Fight or Die moments.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Dimitri
Word Count ~Don't care
Muse ~' Uhh bad.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' Poor poor Sawyer. He so WEAK!! Well have fun. Skip it than we the RP...the aftermath ^^
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

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roxxy's heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest. adrenaline and hormones made her eyes cat-like, her pupils expanding in the dimness of her room and the exhilaration she was feeling. she was wearing nothing but the short grey cotton shorts and her bottom-lingerie which lurked beneath. and that could change easily. a soft moan escaped her mouth, pretty little lips parting in the exchange. tongue flickered out to warm the bottom lip and then slid back into her mouth. she was giving him kisses, her body mirroring his slightest of movements. she let out breathless chuckle as his played around her bare body. her breathing was becoming heavier under the influence of the fire that spread through her heated body.

she felt his hands touch her barely swollen abdomen, as if checking on the baby. she could only smile. the baby was made from this type of intimacy, why not she be in the middle of it again? roxxy chuckled again at the thought. then, suddenly, sawyer's hands seemed to change moods. they became more eager, hungrier. hah! she'd got him going. how fun. his hands were once again at her stomach and then they traveled down. roxanna closed her eyes, her eyes opening to display almost irisless eyes. a wickedly sexy smile played it's time on her lips. her voice was huskier than usual as she saw his own darkly attractive smile. "well, if you wanna play at it that way..." her legs slid down.

tight little body slid down with it, lips planted first on the chest then making their way down leisurely, at a teasing pace. ah, there were the pants! with a tongue that could tie two cherry stems in a knot, she undid his pants, zipper and all. then, her kisses became more heated, more fervored if possible. they trailed back upwards to his chest, and just when one thought more foreplay was to come, roxxy's laughter was heard, more sensual, erotic sounding than usual. "i'll save other tricks for the next time." more laughter, but it ended as she gave him another bout of trailing kisses, working their way from collar bone to jugular, to jawline, to mouth. on that last kiss, her tongue played hockey. score. she pulled away, her hand grabbing his and she went the little ways to plunge in the soft white sheets of her bed.

it had been some 15 minutes since leelyn had went inside her studio with scarlett and mystique. and now she was thirsty. she drank a lot when she was singing, making new songs and combination of notes. she opened the door. she made it up the stairs, down the hall, before she heard excessive moaning and clattering objects. leelyn sighed in frustration and yelled loudly, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" and then she stormed back to her sound-proof studio, scarlett and mystique right behind her.

dimitri saw it now. he had gotten her off balance. not hurt her. he grinned. and then, he saw the balled fists and her lunge. she had speed, but her moves were seemingly predictable. especially when she followed his lead. she may have slowed down his movements, but he had years and years of actual training to kill, to fight. ah, still, he wasn't going to degrade her. she may turn out to be a challenge after all. adrenaline and the knowledge that if you lose you get severely hurt or even die always helped with the aggression skills. so as she came at him, but similar to what he had done earlier, just before she came at him, she dropped to a crouch her fist going up, his head moving to the side a single nonchalant inch, but her foot did catch his shoulder. go evean.

it was obvious she had put all she had into the kick. oh my, that shoulder was going to be worthless for the next few days. ah, well, what's his job without a few kicks? hah! what a pun. but it didn't matter if it hurt the masculine power. he could still use it because anger, white-hot, uncontrollable rage hit him. whatever evean could do, he could do better. that was his moment's motto. with an angry snarl, dimitri became the epitome of demonic. it was like one expected him to suddenly look like a demon straight from hades. with a speed that seemed totally inhuman, he took this irregular crawl at her, which would remind you of a spider. his good arm jerked out to take evean's hair.

he was angry. a lozano was not someone you made angry. if you did, you usually ended up in a nice little box of assorted pieces. of course, evean's case was different. it was all about displaying his pride, his power. in this contaro-woman's case, she was to be found reasonably hurt, nothing like what roxxy endured, and broken. having taken his attack, his veins filled with the natural upper called adrenaline, he slung his arms, to which evean would be flipping end over end in the air before she landed on the ground somewhere. but as soon as he took the movement, he noticed, subtly that he couldn't move his left shoulder anymore, the one that evean had hurt. well, that would put him at a disadvantage...but he'd make do. he won! he always won! he was...dimitri.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] same people as last post!
WORDS!?![/b] don't ca-yah!
MUSE!?![/b] hehe. not tellin'.
MUSIC!?![/b] nothing.
OUTFIT!?![/b] ----do i haveta tell----?
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] oh my...that WAS fun. ^^ eh..hehe...*clears throat* enteeways....sawyer will always be weak when it comes to roxxy's superior...talents. *screams with laughter* [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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Well here he was. Laying with his girlfriend...er, mostly on his girlfriend, but who could blame him? He tried not to get too out of his mind, being genlt wasn't high on the priority list, but he did his best. His lips and tongue trailing over her neck and mouth. His hands were busy.

He finally became less hungry and more loving and tender. He rolled off and lay beside her. His front against her back...How original.... He heard Leelyn coming up the stairs. He ignored it. Also the noises around him. He was still enjoying himself. He could help but laugh at Leelyn's voice. He held Roxxy tight, his lips planted at her ear.

His voice was quiet, happy and playful. "I think your sister's mad at us. Oh well I'll just tell her you started it." It was the truth! Roxxy did start it...Oh well. She'd be the one to finish it, too. NOT! He was kssing the back of her neck when his phone rang. He groaned in protest then reached down into his pants pocket in search of his phone.

It was Alex. He could tell. No one called him around this time. He pressed answer than moaned "What do you want?" only to get an angry response from Alex. A response that Roxxy would be able to hear. "Sawyer! Where in bloody hell have you been! You were supposed to be here an hour ago! "

Sawyer pondered on this for a moment than uh-oh. He forgot he won the auction for Kenya the zorse. Well, Sawyer did spend fifty thousand for the hybrid. He frowed "I'm sorry, Alex. I forgot." Another angry response. "You...FORGOT!? When do you forget things? You know what...Forget it. What have you been doing?"

Being silent he lay half on and half off of Roxxy as he thought. A grin was painted on his face. "I've been having fun with my girlfriend. Oh, and I'll come see Kenya later. That is. If Roxxy lets me." he crackled than just before he hung up Alex was screaming with laughter "WHAT THE FUCK!" Than the line went dead. Sawyer's expression became thoughtful. "Hm. He said the same thing Leelyn did." A bright smile came across his features. He reached down and kissed Roxxy. Again and again and again. He didn't want this fun, fun game to end. Not yet. "I came here to tell you I got a new horse." he laughed when he said 'horse'. That was the last thing his new mount was. "I was coming over to see if you wanted to come see him but you got me." he paused. His fingers weaving themselves into her hair, "distracted." his smile became even more wide.

"Getting angry are we?" she snickered her mind filled with Adrenaline. That's all she needed. Her hyperactive senses helping so much. She threw herself to the side, only to get caught by the hair. She lost her footing and fell onto her back. Quickly rolling over onto her stomach. She pulled her legs up she shot to her feet. A grin still on her face.

She stepped to the side at his attempted grab, laughing. So, she weakened his shoulder. Great. She'd end up breaking it with more surprise attacks. Also mixed in with some obvious ones. She waited until he was distracted than came at him from the side. And fast. Hopefully she would knock him off guard. Making his back a weak point.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Dimitri, Leelyn
Word Count ~Don't care
Muse ~' Uhh bad.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' ^^
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

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by the end of it, roxxy's body was pleasantly glistening with sweat, the sheen looking quite stunning against the perfect goldness of her body. her skin felt touchable, warm, definitely kissable. she burst into laughter as sawyer slid off of her, and laid behind her. the mere feel of his bare skin against hers gave her this electric thrill. she said with a light chuckle, "ya done, love?" but she already knew the answer. she felt his lips on her ear and she heard him speak. roxxy's white smile could be seen. she scoffed, "i'm having my fun! leelyn had her fun with some other guy the other night! and you thought we were loud!" roxxy bursted out into laughter at the memory, her whole body shaking.

then, he started kissing the back of her, a bit of brief, playful laughter coming out. "sawyer..." then, the phone rang. sawyer dug in his pants pocket for his phone, which he answered rather grumpily. roxxy sputtered with laughter upon hearing alex's words. but she cut it short by slapping a hand over her mouth. she listened to their conversation. and her eyes sparkled brightly as she picked up their words. sawyer had bought something! her brain went into hyperactive mode, trying to figure it out. what did sawyer need? uh...another horse. he did need one of those. and by alex's tones, and their piecy conversation, that's most likely what it was all about.

taking her hand off of her mouth, she heard sawyer's response to alex's question. instantly, the most crimson of blushes graced her facial features. she tried to cover up the embarrassed giggle, but the effort was completely futile. it decided to come out anyways. then, the phone call ended with the choice up to roxxy and alex laughing his fool head off with the same thing said as leelyn. roxxy was laughing lightly when sawyer began to kiss her. a breathless whisper escaped her lips, "oh sawyer...sawyer...sawyer...." she heard his words, a smile coming to her pink speech-makers. "we can go see it!" but the words weren't whole-hearted. other things had intruded on her mind as sawyer threaded his fingers through her thick dark locks.

a wicked, teasing smile came to her lips. she chuckled darkly. "and what a good distraction it was." that smile grew in width. she rolled over and she was on top of sawyer now. "big boy wanna 'nother distraction?" she leaned forward, her body sliding upwards against his so that her face was level with her boyfriend's. her lips touched his then they smoothed back and forth over them. her dark hair shrouded around them both.

she was such an interesting creature. how ridiculous she was! one shoulder wasn't going to harm his chances any. they were both going home injured, perhaps one more than the other. but it the shoulder wasn't something a few days of working out couldn't handle. in fact, that was why he was so fit all the time. he pushed his body to the max, to his physical limits which were far and few in between. he couldn't stretch himself so far and he couldn't fly...but that was just about it. he had natural balance and that's all it took to be perfectly in tune with himself at this moment. he grinned widely at her. the blemish on his face was viciously devious. "no! never, my dear. are you?"

he used the muscles in his thighs to pull himself up into a defensive crouch. his left shoulder and arm was slagging down on his side. but that mattered in the least. dimitri looked unperturbed about his arm that was missing in action. without looking at the ground, his eyes giving nothing away, he calculated the distance between himself and evean. not too far. ah, this would be intriguing to watch. his feet were in a position that allowed him to move in any direction in a split second. when he finally decided to move, there was no hint in his eyes. he just moved. and the movement was like a blur that could barely be caught by anyone without ADHD. he lept forward, his hand extending outward to kiss the ground, his legs flipping over his body for him to land back on his feet, directly in front of ms. contaro.

but without even stopping after his one handed front flip, he anticipated what he thought was going to be evean's next move. she would've seen his flip, but was she paying enough attention to see his next attack? doubtably so. the left side of his body jilted forward, slinging his arm straight for her waist. the dead weight was just like him punching as hard as he could. then, with his leg, he caught it between where hers were and his other hand reached up to force her head down. then, he back out from behind her. she couldn't kick him with her head down and him in front of her.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] evean/sawyer/roxxy/dimitri/alex
WORDS!?![/b] i don't give a crap! bleh.
MUSE!?![/b] it's at a healthy rate...but it's so tired! *pats muse*
MUSIC!?![/b] nothing.
OUTFIT!?![/b]
CREDITS!?![/b] ----charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] lemme introduce you to meh new favorite word: bleh. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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He held her tight again. Having her on top. Well she needed to have a turn. Right? He smiled, letting his fingers trail down her cheek and neck. "Baby, of course we can go see him....Later." he chuckled lifting his head to kiss her back. He was having too much fun to leave. Even though being able to ride a zorse would be pretty funny. He chuckled and kissed her cheek.

"I think I had my moment of rest and another distraction sounds....hmmm. Distracting." he was grinning stupidly now. His creepy, not-so-normal sense of humour kicking in.He began to kiss her again. This time mixed emotion were presented. He was playful, as always, loving, hungry, HAPPEH. He was smiling non stop. Not being able to help that much anyway Wanting to smile. It made him feel good.

Ok, she had her turn on top. He pulled his lips back than with a quick flick of his all mightly legs. H flipped them both over. He was on top again! On top and being the top dog he was. He wasn't about to leave...yet. He'd have to go eventually. Still, the night was young....Very young. It was like two in the afternoon. He chuckled lightly. His lips at hers than breaking away. His mind was clear at last and he could put his mind on other things.

He quickly jerked his head away when his phone rang again. "Damnit, Alex." he growled answering it again. "What now?" he asked. Alex snorted. He could hear Storm's hooves stomping impatiantly against the parking lot. "I forgot to tell you. There's the owner of Kenya is here. He says you have to sign a few things. Oh,and you have to write a check for fifty thousand dollars" Alex spoke softly, but his voice was a bit irritated.

Sawyer began to laugh "A CHECK!? Who said I was writing a check. I'll give him the 50k in cash." he was laughing. He'd write a check for anything over a million dollars, he had a million in cash at the moment. Why not just get rid of half? Alex was silent. "Y-you have fifty thousand in cash? DAMN! I knew you were rich but...Whatever. He wants you here in fifteen minutes...ENOUGH STORM!" Alex called to his horse than hung up.

Sawyer lay his head back and groaned. "I don't wanna leave but I have to! Oh, well. We can go see Kenya now and come back.". A creepy smile spread itself across his lips. He wasn't done yet! Sitting up he ran a hand through his hair and groaned.

This had to be the most fun she'd ever had with a man. And this man was the person Sawyer and Alex said to stay away from. Well, same old Evean. Breaking the rules and wanting to play around a little bit. She laughed "Me? Naw! I'm having too much fun." she grinned happily. Evean was a...weird person. In a diffeent way than her brother but...yeah. Evean got cocky during a fight. She turned into a very stupid person. Still she was having a Hell of a good time.

She watched intently as he did a one hand flip. She smile looking him square in the eye. She watched his every move. The delay was killing her. Than his hand shot out toward her waist. She spun her self toward him. He caught her, but it didn't hurt her. She wasn't paying much attention to his legs, but his other hand went for her head, bad idea.

With an enraged growl she broke her way free of Dimitri's hold around her waist. She dropped down onto her back. Than as if she were to get back up. Both legs shot up toward his knees. Hard. Her head hurt from whee he clipped her. She tried to shake the cloudyness away.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Dimitri, Alex
Word Count ~' Don't wanna know
Muse ~' Not there.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' Well, it's better than most of my other crappeh posts.
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

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dimtri looked at her legs. they were hopeless. he had struck her hard enough. this part was easy now. whether to decide to knock her out or to leave her on the edge of consciousness, to make her feel it all. tsk, tsk, tsk. ah, well, she was in the prime position. it was like it was already done in his head. then, she tried to kick at him? he only grinned and jumped high into the air, dodging her feet all together and he came down hard on his knees, their caps plunging into the earth. he was straddling evean now. she was pinned. there was no hope for her anymore. oh, what a sad situation. all of his muscle was on her.

he leaned down into her face, his body radiating some type of abnormal heat. "now...evean...you said something about having fun." she was so naive to be playing with a cuban drug lord. for, truth was, he was actually playing with her. as he was looking down at her, he expected her to claw at him, fight. it was what most did when they knew impending doom was coming. was evean any different? he sighed. most likely not. but then again, she did seem to be showing lack of common sense lately. oh, well. you see, there was this magical thing that happened when... dimitri smiled that malicious, jungle-cat smile and reached back with his good head to take from his pocket a nice, long switchblade.

he simply flicked his wrist and out it came, a shiny silver object, dangling over evean. "come on. scream. fight. evean, my dear...no one can help you now." he sighed wearily, like he was tired of this game and just wanted to get business over with. the blade was in a firm grip. evean couldn't break it away from him. and if she had any pockets with anything, he was sitting on her pelvis. on her pockets. she was trapped. "now, let's get this over with....i really do haveta be somewhere soon." then, he collected her wrists in his right arm and put them in his left hand, which still hand it's normal strength. it was just the shoulder and arm that didn't have any feeling.

then, he leaned low over her, his breath hot on her face. "close your eyes...this won't hurt a bit." the sarcasm was thick in his voice, his black eyes merciless.

roxanna pouted when he flipped them over and once again he was on top. "you won't lemme on top? you're so funny." she burst into laughter and just when more was on the way, the phone rang again. venom was in roxanna's eyes. had she not been pregnant and had there not be mood swings, she would've just laughed it off right away. but no, it was getting harder and harder to combat her emotional roller coaster. she began to breath calmly, catching herself. gosh, roxxy...there's absolutely no reason for me to be mad! then the anger was gone and she was the bubbly, happy person. by the sound of sawyer's voice and what his words were, they were going to have to leave soon.

and then she heard his words. she took his kiss and his silly grin with good graces. but none the less, the moment in her bed....their bed...was gone. as sawyer got up, roxxy sat up too. her nakedness presented freely to anyone within the locked room. pushed back the covered, tanned body glistening lightly with that perspiration. she stood beside the bed and looked at sawyer and was about to say something, when she caught herself, her nose wrinkling. she burst into laughter and said with it ringing in her voice, "i'll be ready. imma take a shower. i REEK of sex." with more laughter, mistress nakedness found herself in the bathroom. running her hands through her long hair, she turned around to run the water. instantly, she was met with hot water.

mixing the cold with the hot, she got pleasantly warm water that created a nice steam. once in, she bathed herself. it was a quick shower and three minutes later, she was out, dripping wet, putting a towel around her body. she went back into her room, dried herself off, and then began her search for clothes. finding the black lace bra from earlier, she put it back on, and then found the black and pink panties to go with in. when that commenced, she found some low riding, comfortably fitting jeans and a loose t-shirt. she was going to hide her pregnancy as long as she possibly could. in 5 minutes, she was completely ready, long hair still damp, but breath-takingly wavy. and she smelled like roses and gardenias and mangos...what a nice combination.

she looked at sawyer and smiled. "can we go now? i wanna see him!" she genuinely wanted to see the horse now that she didn't have to choose between sex or the horse. or zorse rather....('cept she don't know this little detail, yet). then, she put on her shoes and raced downstairs. by this time, leelyn had come out of her lair and was now in the kitchen. that playful smirk was on her face. "so finally...you come up for air." she chuckled, and gave roxxy a wink. roxxy burst into laughter, her grin a mile wide. "yes...and now we're going to see a horse!" at her sister's words, leelyn's grin got wider, a cheshire cat grin. "you going to the ranch, then?"

roxxy took a quick look at sawyer and then replied, a touch of uncertainty in her words. "um...not sure. i think we are. we prolly will because i need to stop and feed and water black anyways...and i wanna check on venus and archangel. and little crown!" she smiled at the thought of seeing her equine loves. leelyn still had that wicked grin on her face. "alright then....look in the last stall." that's all she said as she got up and went out the back door into their vast backyard where the two dogs were playing. roxxy was curious now. she looked at sawyer and then said sweetly, "i'm driving the viper since ya didn't bring yer car. you goofball. it's a good thing i love you." she chuckled at her teasing and then reached up to kiss him on the corner of his mouth and then paraded out the door.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] dimitri/roxxy/evean/sawyer/alex/leelyn
WORDS!?![/b] *sings* i don't care, i don't care, I. DON'T. CARE!!!
MUSE!?![/b] fluttering like a lil' dead birdeh. *sad face*
MUSIC!?![/b] nothing....CAUSE I'M SINGIN' WID MEH BOOTIFUL VOY-EECE!!!
OUTFIT!?![/b] ----gr. i don't wanna find pics. *sticks out tongue*
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] what do you have to say? nothing, nothing at all. *grins* i am still contemplating. *steeples fingers with thoughtful look on face*[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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There was suddenly a sharp burning pain in her calf. It hurt like hell. She growled. Mostly at herself. It hurt! And a Contaro was nothing without the se of their legs. She hissed curses undr her breath. BLACK! That horse had clipped her calf a week ago. And now it was finally starting to hurt. She opened her eyes to see Dimirtri riht there.

Right there with all his perfectness. She was trapped and she knew it. If sh decided to fight, She'd get hurt more. Than again. She was bouned to get raped in the next three minutes. Oh well. She'd have a turn! It's not like any other woman decided o play along. Well, Evean was different. No, she caught what life thew at her. She stared at the blade of Dimirti's knife.

She snarled "Why would I even try to fight? You've won. Only because a damn horse kicked me! Damnit Dimitri. You got lucky." she hissed right back. She was pissed now. Her leg hurt. She wouldn't be able to walk for a few days. DAMNIT! She wasn't to fight. That'd be stupid. She couldn't beat him. So why even try?

She was able to lift her head. She had her nose to his. Her voice was a quiet whisper. She had lost the battle, but the war wasn't over. She wasn't done with him yet. "I don't have to close my eyes. I don't care how much it hurts. I'm gonna play along weather you like it or not."

He had his arms around her when she sat up with him. Her wonderful scent washing over him. Her wasn't about to let go thn he did when she said she was going to take a shower. Honestly, he though she smelled nice...But he was the man than that's what men alway thought about their women.

While she was in the shower he got dressed. Mumbling in French. He was fast and before Roxxy was out of the shower. He was gone and navigated his way down the now familiar stairs. He could hear Leelyn in the kitchen. So he decided to catch up there. Not wanting to seem so lost. He walked in casualy, but did not speak to Roxxy's sister. He didn't think he really had to.

There was silence until he heard Roxxy enter. He lifted his head and smiled. Catching wind of the new scent. "Of course we can go. I want to see him, too." Even though "see" wasn't really the right word. He'd know Roxxy would understand. He stood up straight--since he was leaning against the counter--and listened to the sisters' short conversation. He nodded "Yes, we're going to the ranch." he spoke softly. His mind content. He tilted his head at the last thing Leelyn said. What was in the last stall?

He followed Roxxy. Matching her stride. His arm went around her waist and he laughed "Well well well. Who said you get to drive? What about me. I'm blind and I go a hundered mph over the speed limit so it makes it so much more fun." he was grinning. Not really caring who drove or not.

"Ya love me so you're going to let me sit with ya!? How nice. Normal women would've made their boyfriends' walk." he grinned. Actually he didn't mind walking. Too bad he didn't have his cane so he had to apologise to everyone he ran into.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Dimitri, Leelyn
Word Count ~' Crap
Muse ~' Not there. But it will be soon.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' RAWR!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

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she didn't get it. he didn't care if she enjoyed it. when he had come here, he had trekked through forests to come to her for two reasons: a) dimitri was using evean as a show to sawyer and any other man intent on helping roxxy that he could have any woman he wanted b) well, he just wanted evean and he wanted her. if evean enjoyed it, then it wasn't rape. it was just rough sex. problem solved. and if she didn't want it, well, too bad for her. he was going to have sex with her, whether she liked it or not. he really was going to have a tell her one day...what if she carried his baby when this was over? oh, that would be all too fun if that happened. he chuckled aloud.

he leaned forward even more than she already had. his lips were mere milimeters from hers. "i don't need luck...and if you enjoy it, well you're more the woman." then, pleasantly full lips reached down to meet with hers. without looking, the blade went to work, slicing through her shirt, bra, pants, and any other article of clothing that was in the way. and then suddenly his own pants were undone. the blade disappeared to an unreachable pocket and his body moved against hers roughly, almost fiercely, his right hand touching different places along her body where the most sensual pleasure could be aroused. he knew the woman's body all too well.

(this is as far as i will go on ze matter! *burst into laughter*)

roxxy turned her head and looked up to sawyer, his arm around her waist once again. she loved being so close to her counterpart. she grinned and replied to him, those playful tones still in her vocals. "babehdawl, that's what you say noooow...but truth is, you ain't never driven with me. how have you?" a wicked grin was displayed on her kissers as she came to the black cherry hued dodge viper. 2009 model. and so pretty. already having her keys in hand, she pressed the unlocking button of her keys and then replied to sawyer with that wicked grin on her face just as she was getting in the driver's seat. "well, as you know by now...i'm not most women."

she waited for sawyer to come to the other side, the smooth purr of the car heard. she took a whiff and then giggled, her voice ringing in the air. "sawyer! you smell like me! well...you smell like a sweatier version of moi. but you smell like me, nonetheless...what will alex say?" her expression was thoughtful at the end, as if she was pondering one of life's many questions. then, she burst into laughter, putting the gear into drive, "i don't think i wanna know!!" flooring it, she did a perfect drag turn around the circle with the fountain in the middle, then sped down the driveway as fast as she could possibly go. the tree lined drive ended at the wrought iron gates, which had been opened earlier and there was the highway. but, coming to a rolling stop at the end of there drive and a semi coming their way, she gave sawyer a wide grin. "we gonna shoot the ga-"

and before she even finished her sentence, she accelerated and was on the road, the end purposely fish-tailing. "gap. now, wasn't that fun?" her voice was light, but there was a smile in her words. she loved driving fast. and she'd been driving since she was tiny. she knew how to handle her vehicle. in a mere matter of minutes, they were driving up into the ranch's parking lot. taking the space that had been her's since she had arrived at shady lane, she barely took enough time to put it in park, and then turn off her car before she hopped on out to see alex and storm. smiling at one of her closest guy friends on her, she went up to him and hugged him hard, giving him a happy peck on the cheek. "hey sweetie! what's up?!"

then, she stepped away to be beside sawyer again. she was always near him, always some part of her body touching his, whether it be a hand or a hip.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] evean/sawyer/roxxy/ dimitri
WORDS!?![/b] BUH-LEH!
MUSE!?![/b] i can feel it...it's like this calm before the attack of the muse. it's almost time for that 5k wordy post! yay!
MUSIC!?![/b] supermassive black hole-muse; i kissed a girl (techno mix)-attack attack
OUTFIT!?![/b] ----
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] um....i don't know... >.>[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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Sawyer was laughing now. Laughing hard. "Well ya learn something everyday than. I get to learn how you drive!? YAY." he chuckled lightly. Well, lucily he knew she wouldn't scream at him for going to fast when he drove.

He stepped into the passanger seat, not caring about the seatbelt it wasn't a long drive, he leaned back. "No, You're not most women. You're Roxxy." he lauged. Roxxy was..just. Roxxy. Funny, wonderful, amazing, perfect in every way. He smiled at the thought only to hear her speak again.

"Hmmm, well what would Alex say? Hopefully something smart or he's going home with a black eye." he joked. Alex was going home with a black eye either way. The two were constantly tring to get up higher on the food chain. Bad ass Sawyer always won. And Alex ended up bleeding. Oh well! Half the time his best friend deserved it. Besides, they were men! Men fight over the stupidest thigs. Half the time they fght over nothing. Just to show who's boss.

He had his eyes closed. Trying to figure out how fast Roxxy was going. He could feel the sharp turns. They made him smile. He was grinning by the time they arrived. "Well that was fun." he answered happily, laughing his ass off already.

He heard the black Arabian stallion whinny. And a grunting Alex telling his horse to stand still. Roxxy was over next to Alex. He thought. So, Sawyer just trotted over. "Never better, Roxxy. I bet you and Sawyer had a bit of fun..." he laughed. Sawyer snorted taking a place beside Storm who nickered happily. He gave the horse a few good pats on the shoulder.

Than he was with Roxxy again. His fingers twining with hers. Storm began to paw at the ground. His shoe scrapping aganst the asphalt. Alex slapped his shoulder, hard "Storm! QUIT!" Sawyer chuckled "Giving you a hard time again?" he asked. The Arab lifted his head and squealed. Alex sighed "I hate it when he does that. It drives me insane."

Sawyer opened his mouth to say something than he heard a new set of footsteps. This one belongd to an older man. They weren't so...quiet.

"Hello, Sawyer Contaro." his voice soundd old, too. He sounded at least fifty-two. Not bad. Sawyer turned his head "Oh, hey. I'm sorry I'm so late." Sawyer wasn't That sorry. He smiled. The older man didn't seem to need a handshake. He already knew Sawyer was blind.

"Alright. I need you to sign this, and cough up fifty thousand." he said. Sawyer raised an eyebrow. He seemed like a gentleman. He felt Alex take his hand and lay his finger where he was supposed to sign. He had a pen and Sawyer signed his one of a kind...I'm blind but still have a neat looking signature that NO ONE can forge.

OK, whatever that paper was. He signed it. Now to show this man that rich people don't write checks. He reached into his wallet. That was very neatly organized. took out a wad of cash and handed it to the man who sold him Kenya. Sawyer forgot his name.

There was silence. That meant this poor guy from Arizona was staring at him with the "WTF" look n his face. "I-I'll go get Kenya." he studdered. Sawyer heard him tri as he walked away. Sawyer and Alex were laughing. Leaning against the Arabian who stared at Roxxy. Reaching out to touch her.

Sawyer was almost on the floor. That's what he loved about giving poor people a lot of money. Their reaction. Alex had to hold on to Storm "Damnit Sawyer! I thought you were going to give the guy a heart attack!"

They stopped when Storm lifted his head and whinnied. The returning call was not that of a horse. But the cry sounded like a zebra. What fun!. Sawyer and Alex glanced at eachother. The clip clop of the zorse's hooves sounded horse like. Sawyer stood up straight.

The animal was like a dark brown colour, but had a good pattern of zebra stripes running around his body. Sawyer grinned at Roxxy "You know what? I lied to you when I said I baught a horse. Zorse is more like it." he chuckled. Kenya the zorse walked up to Sawyer who held out his hand. The mout was about sixteen hands. No, exactly sixteen hands.

He touched the zorse's neck. Kenya nickered. Kenya's previous owner patten his zorse goodbye. Told them that the tack was already in the barn. Turned and left. Sawyer stared after him for a moment. "That guy seems nice." sarcasim rang in his voice.He held Kenya's leadrope. The hybrid took a interest in Roxxy. He reached over, sniffed her shoulder and nickered. Alex shook his head "Sawyer. I can't beleive you baught a zorse!"

Kenya whinnied zebra style again. Storm nickered. awyer held Roxxy close. He wasn't ready to let go quite yet.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Dimitri, Alex
Word Count ~' Don't wanna know
Muse ~' Not there.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' Well, it's better than most of my other crappeh posts.
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

roxxy watched with sawyer's interaction with alex, bursting into laughter when they took swings at one another, and then storm seemed to get in on the male's playful mix. he squealed and snorted, making as much noise as possible. then, she saw the man, replying to alex quickly. "oh, yes...yes we did. now try getting THAT image outta yer head!' she burst into giggles, but that was cut off as the older man came closer. she wasn't one to judge but the man that was approaching didn't have the most gentlemanly demeanor about him. he was around fifty with a voice that sounded on the very definition of demanding. roxxy still held her polite smile towards him, a hand reaching out to touch storm's shoulder. the black arabian reminded her so much of black... if truth be told, storm was her favorite horse next to her own black stallion, hell.

she watched the exchange of words and tones between the sawyer and the man who was not to be named (as she didn't know it). her grin grew wide at sawyer's actions. she watched with soft blue eyes as her boyfriend pulled out a wad of cash. she had a small grin, not a smile, but a grin. if leelyn ever ran out of money (which wouldn't happen, but theoretically speaking), roxxy wouldn't have to live in a cardboard box. sawyer could take care of her. the man looked shocked, his expression one of utter disbelief. her beautiful smile almost became a devious smirk but she held the facial gesture back. instead, she only offered a smooth nod. as he walked away, she joined in the men's laughter. "that was funny! that man just DID NOT believe you held that much cash in your hand!"

roxxy stopped laughing before sawyer and alex did, a thought coming to her mind. kenya? i wonder if that has anything to do with what type...and he did pay... she got her answer after they stopped laughing when storm lifted his noble head to whicker into the air. her head whipped towards the direction of oncoming figures. the old man was holding a zorse's lead rope. roxxy gaped at the couple approaching. she heard a very zebra-like whinny, almost like it was a hiccup combined with nicker. she looked at sawyer, her eyes huge. "hell yeah, you lied to me! you big fibber!" as the zorse approached, he admired the build of the unique hybrid. he was a deep chestnut, but there were visible stripes running around the under side of his barrel, his legs, and his flanks. roxxy let out a breathless, "oh my...he's gorgeous."

she didn't have to wait long for the zorse to be there, next to her. sawyer was still beside her. the animals reached over to sniff her. then he nickered a warm tone. with sparkling blue eyes, she touched the large equine. her tones were soft, like a lullaby. "hello, kenya. you're so beautiful..." a calm tan hand raised to touch his left cheek. she stroked it. "i'm glad you bought him. he reminds me of you." she looked at sawyer and grinned. then, she remembered, her eyes widening. "oh! i have to check on black, leelyn's mares, and then little crown...oh, and then i haveta look in the last stall." the last part was said in a thoughtful, completely quizzical tone. she looked at sawyer and alex, "we can go for a ride if you guys want...archangel's only 4 months so i could ride her lightly. not at a gallop, but she'd be able to keep up...i think." she was unsure about the 6 year old mare. but heaven, or archangel, was a gentle mare, willing to do whatever was asked of her.

she turned her head towards the barn. thank goodness there wasn't a breeze or else her onyx hellion would be having a fit. why was he so quiet now? she was curious. she looked at kenya and reached up to give him a soft kiss on the cheek before striding away, her legs moving in that absent-mindedly stealthy, cat-like stride a little faster than usual. it didn't take her long to get to the barn doors. she hadn't even put her big toe in the door before black's head was hanging out the stall door, looking at her. his ears were back, his teeth were bared, and that insane, temperamental fire was in his eyes. roxanna stopped abruptly and began to regard him with extra caution. black was very, very, very upset. but then again, he hadn't had a chance to exercise. no one could ride him but roxxy! and roxxy hadn't rode him in four days. (but that had been his own doing. he didn't feel like letting her ride.) and he couldn't be put in the pasture. shoot, no horse could be in the pasture, because the gate and some of the fencing had to be repaired, thanks to hell's black revenge.

the dark-haired woman was only a few feet away from black. that's when he started screaming and kicking, adding to the deeply dimpled walls of his stall. well, he only made them deeper. every inch of the walls of the box stall was pitted. there wasn't an flat centimeter in there. roxxy's voice got louder, demanding him to pay attention to her. her eyesw were furiously lit. one couldn't ever be gentle with the hot-tempered stallion. "BLACK! BLACK STOP IT! LISTEN TO ME!" the stallion reared high at roxxy's outrage. his forelegs bent so that they locked over the half-stall door. already the locks were beginning to vibrate in a way that made roxxy feel uneasy. roxxy took a breath. she never forgot what black had done to her, putting her in the hospital with a nearly broken body.

fearlessly, yet fearfully, she came face to face with the enraged 17 hand brute. a hand reached up, palm flat and tight, to land on his lowered crown. black abruptly stopped his screeching and anger-fueled movements put to an end. the spark in his eyes dimmed subtly. his large brown eyes stared into roxxy. his mistress was touching him. after so long. she was here again. all was right in his world again. with a soft blow of warm air into her face, he raised his head away from her hand and put all four hooves back into the stall. roxxy rapidly undid his locks and grabbed the leadrope that was hanging on the hook beside his stall. she latched it on with steady fingers and pulled him into the aisle. this time, he didn't drag her. she was in foal. she was to be treated like a queen. in a way, she was his queen. she was his mother in a way, as in a way, she was his soulmate. they depended on each other in a way that couldn't be put into words.

roxxy's voice was softer, once again like some fluid lullaby created to soothe such a warring soul as his. "my sweetheart...my only love....please be calm. be calm because you love me." black's teeth finally became covered again, and slowly his ears were pricking back up. his muscles still quivered. he needed to be ready to protect her. and she smelled like she always smelled...but she had that pregnant scent and the scent of her stallion on her. black had long figured out that that stallion was her mate. and that...he had to tolerate him, though he would never love him like he loved his dearest. the eyes were bright in that savage ferocity, but they lacked the rage that came out often times. he would always have that light in his eyes. he was wild. he would NEVER be tamed. but he was the picture of health, beauty, and power once again, with his muscled body and his arabian head, eyes large and bright, ears pricked. he gently prodded roxxy's cheek. letting her know that he was sorry.

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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Roxxy was heading to see Black. While Sawyer and Alex led their horses to the rail to groom them. Andre and Syra stood there with Andre's beautiful buckskin stallion, Wolf. Beside him stood Mourn. The grey Andalusian looked happy to be away from her stud yearling. Moon was watching them from the pasture. There was a scream from the barn. An answer to Black. Khan. The biggest horse at Shady Lane. The horse that had one of the worst tempers ever. Behind Black. Sawyer lifted his head.. "I'll get Khan, just in case Evean decides to join us." he said. He had to go get grooming tools and his zorse's tack.

Luckily Sawyer could ride western or he'd be doomed. Than he thought back to Evean. Where was she. When the family was around. She was the heart. He looked back behind him at the other three "Have you seen Evean."

Syra's head poked from around Mourn. She was tying her mare to the rail. She followed Sawyer at a steady gait. "Nope. She left about an hour and a half ago. Maybe she got lost?" she shrugged. Laying her hand on Sawyer's to lead him where their tack was. It had been moved. Syra gathered up grooming tools for all of them. "Hey Alex! You might want to wash Storm!" she called to Alex as she walked away.

Sawyer could hear Roxxy and Black. He paused looked toward the pair as he grabbed Khan's large halter. The giant head was at the far end of the barn. Second stall down. The biggest stall, and the strongest at that. Khan's powerful kick could shake the barn. Sawyer had to move slow. The huge draft lifted his head and whinnied irritably. He finally got to get out of this box!

He allowed Sawyer to step inside his stall and put the halter on, but as soon as the lead rope was held. He bolted out of the stall and into the barn's aisle. His head was high. His feet pounding against the floor. Sawyer struggled to stay on his feet. To drag the war horse out. Actually the draft pulled Sawyer out. Only to stop and glare at the much smaller black stallion, Hell.

Khan didn't like this puny stallion at all. He thought he was so strong. Khan could take him down with one strike. He squealed at the stallion. Rearing to show off his power. The fire in his dark black eyes was in a rage. He lifted Sawyer off his feet and held the strong human male in the air. Sawyer took it like it was a daily thing. And normally it was. He held on with one hand and kept his knees bent, slightly. Khan came back down and Sawyer sidestepped away from the huge, feathered hooves.

The draft bobbed his head and followed his master to the rail. There he saw Mourn. That filly was his type. He dragged Sawyer, who was digging his heels into the ground to keep the stallion well away from the mare. Khan came up behind the mare, nipped her flanks than tried to mount.

Mourn was way ahead of this huge stallion. Her ears were pinned to her head and she threw her feet out behind her, kicking Khan's barrel. The stallion backed down than tried again. This time, Sawyer won. Getting hold of the beast's head. He jerked on the lead rope. Khan didn't like the pressure so he dismounted after only a second on riding the mare. His ears were pinned as he was dragged very far away from the rest of the horses. He stood at the far far end of the rail where Sawyer had to tie him three times to keep him contained.

The fight was over, Sawyer had won the battle but the war was far from over. Mourn was pissed off at Khan. She hated that stallion. She could kick him into next week and he wouldn't care. Syra had backed away and was now standing a few feet away from her mare. Sawyer came back up to Kenya who's ears were back.

He didn't like that really big equine. He had tried to mount the mare! Good thing that beautiful she horse knew what she was doing. Just to kick him! He looked over the rail at the mare and nickered. She looked over at him with big, beautiful brown eyes.

If horses could blush. He would have. She bobbed her head. Sawyer took a curry comb to his body and began to rub his body down. It felt good. He lowered his head and let his eyelids fall. Resting a little wouldn't hurt.

Sawyer was brushing his new zorse down. He wasn't worried about how clean Kenya was. He'd brush him twice over. Just like always. All his horses had very very clean coats. He pictured his tall zorse. Trying to paint that stripe pattern in his head. He could hear Khan try to pull back. Luckily the three knots in his lead rope kept him still.

Andre did admire Sawyer's new horse...Well, zorse. His buckskin quarter horse didn't seem interested in the new gelding. Even though the zorse was never gelded, he was just sterile. Poor guy! Wolf shook out his mane and snorted. Andre was brushing his black tail until there was nothing in it. He watched his brother interact with his horse...(zorse). He seemed to know what he was doing.

It was nice to get to know his brother. Without pain that is. Andre felt so stupid that he didn't fight back the first few times Sawyer mauled him. He still had the scars! Well. He learned that Evean was violent with a piece of string and peanut butter.

Wolf nickered quietly at Mourn who was watching Kenya with curious eyes. That was a weird little horse. What kind of horse had stripes other than a zebra? Maybe he was part zebra! Yes! He had to be. He had that weird mane, too. Wolf looked over at the massive Clydesdale. Weren't they supposed to be "gentle giants"? That horse was the last thing from gentle.

Khan bellowed and Wolf looked away. He wasn't in the mood to bicker with him. Andre looked at Syra. She was picking out Mourn's feet. Luckily Wolf had pretty clean feet. Never really liked to get them dirty. That's why the stallion never picked them up. If he did, than they were dirty.

Vampyre on the other hand. You couldn't go anywhere near his feet unless you had a death wish. Wolf was still a stallion none the less. He kicked and he bit. He had his ears pinned at Storm. Alex had scurried away to get his tack. So when the stallion pulled back. So did Wolf. Andre growled at the two stallions. "Will you two just QUIT!" he hissed. The stallions both had their ears pinned. Andre took the knot of the quick release and slid Wolf down the rail a little further.

Sawyer was quiet as he left toward the barn. Returning with a new dark brown western saddle. A barrel saddle at the looks of it. He had the saddle blanket in the other hand. Sawyer tossed the blanket onto Kenya's back. The zorse lifted his head and his ears went forward. So he was trained?

Than the saddle went on. This had to be interesting. Sawyer placed his hand on Kenya's shoulder blade than pulled the saddle up to match his hand. Than his hand went around Kenya's girth. Tha he walked around to the other side and dropped the cinch. Coming back around. He pulled the cinch around Kenya's girth and tightened the ladago until it was tight around the zorse. Just enough to fit a hand through.

Sawyer evened out the saddle and placed the bridle over the horn. Than came the breast collar. Sawyer pulled it to the right place. Keeping it loose, but tight enough to where the saddle wouldn't slide. Everything seemed in place. Because Kenya was a little ewe necked, common in zebras', Sawyer didn't put on the tie down. He slid the bridle on easily. Letting the leather halter drop away.

All their horses were ready. Khan was really starting to get irritated. Every other horse had a saddle on! NOT HIM! He pulled back hard. Nothing. Useless! He reared and kicked at the rail. His hooves rattling the metal. Every one had mounted their horses so they didn't need to spook at the rail. They all backed away slowly. Kenya did the whole. See and flee thing. His ears went back and he loped away. Far away. Standing, watching the three other horses come his way. They all stood in a circle. Sawyer kept his ears fixed on Roxxy.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Alex, Andre, Syra
Word Count ~' 1469
Muse ~' Better.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' Well, the whole family! Well most of it.
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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roxxy wasn't alone in the barn long with black. soon, sawyer entered heading for khan's stall. black watched him with upstanding audits. as he saw khan, he gave a challenging whistle, his muscles tensing. with what slack he had on the leadrope, he maneuvered himself in front of roxxy. but of course he couldn't move along that far, being as she had a good hold on him. roxxy had the rope tight between her legs and had a deathgrip on it with her hands. her voice was still that unstrained, harmonic voice, soft and sweet. "black...black...don't. i love you. don't fight. you cannot fight. it'll only end badly. you can't. for me. listen to my voice."

black never relaxed as he eyed the stallion. the horse was a whole hand taller than him. a whole four inches. whatever black lacked in heighth and bulk, he most definitely made up for it in speed and attitude. but both horses excelled in the aspect of power and majesty. if they ever fought, it would be the match of the ages. as khan picked up sawyer and they gradually made it out of the barn, black's muscles still never untensed. the stallion was ready to do battle, now and forever. roxxy sighed and took him on the lead rope, giving a good yank on it. black's face turn towards her and those brown eyes softened minutely. roxxy didn't say words. she only gave him a simple tender touch along his satin-smooth cheek.

the velveteen muzzle briefly touched his mistress's arm and as roxxy moved toward archangel and venus, black moved beside her, if not a little in front of her. he was eager to be moving. and it showed in his bright auburn optics. as she reached the stalls, she saw that both the buckskin and the black mare were groomed to a perfect shine, their manes and tails tangle free. leelyn must have come down earlier during the day. she looked down at venus, who was five months and then heaven, who was four months. they were both swollen, though not so heavily as they would by the end of their gestation. "hey sweeties! just wanted to stop by and say hello!" archangel's gentle brown eyes peered at roxxy and black. she touched black's cheek and he returned the favor. and then, eyes closed as roxxy's long fingers scratched the beautiful buckskin morgan behind the ears.

moving onward to venus, who was a bit more energetic, roxxy laughed at the bright, alert brown eyes. she whickered loudly at sire of her current pregnancy. black whickered warmly to her and lipped at her mane, venus's eyes closing to relish the stud's affection. then, roxxy took the mare's black muzzle in her free hand and kissed it. then, she waved good-bye to the two mares, who whinnied in unison, and then walked on down the aisle, black beginning to drag her. she passed vegas's stall to find it empty. well, she would look for black's first colt later. they were probably waiting for her outside. then, she suddenly remembered what leelyn had told her. her pupils dilated under the influence of curiousity.

as she grew closer to the other end of the barn, the last stall coming into view, black suddenly whinnied loudly. roxxy gasped. he only did that when there were mares about. suddenly excited, roxxy went into a run. but before she even got there, a beautiful figure emerged over the stall door to look at her and the massive black stallion. roxxy gave a loud squeal of delight.

jilanna had once again spent most of the day with rhys, but they had gotten to see leelyn earlier on account of roxxy was asleep and leelyn wanted to talk to them about their sister's present. but now, they were walking away from foxfyre's paddock, the holsteiner gelding fully tacked. they were going for a ride and rhys was stuck walking. he couldn't beat the horse, but he could move enough to keep the gelding in site. "rhys...when are ya gonna buy yourself a horse?" she looked at her brother curiously as she mounted the tall chesnut. rhys watched the petite red-head get on the red colored gelding. they were a nice-looking team. rhys smiled at her softly as he heard her words. "well, even when i get a horse, i won't ride. because i want a foal. preferably a stud colt."

he walked along side jilanna and foxfyre as the holsteiner moved beautifully across the grounds. jilanna regarded the tall man curiously. "well...oh look, it's syra! and a bunch of other people that are riding. why don't we see if we can join them?" a pretty smile of excitement at meeting new people and a new friend lighting up her face. rhys holis looked ahead to see a familiar face and then several unfamiliar ones. he said lightly, his silver eyes glinting merrily as well, "i'd looooove to." jilanna sputtered with laughter and the pretty redhead looked down at rhys. "behave yourself!"

a lop-sided grin was put on his attractive features. "i'll try my best, jil." a few more moments and they were near enough to the group to distinguish all the details of people and their mounts. deep vocals were hurt. "well, hello syra...and people i don't know." his silver eyes were smiling. jilanna shot rhys a pointed look and then looked at syra. "what's up! you mind if we join you?" jilanna's eyes ate up every little couture and curve of equine and homosapien alike. her eyes caught the zorse the same time as rhys's did. they said in unison. "beautiful zorse!" rhys smiled at jilanna, who returned it. great minds think alike.

rhys grinned at the man who appeared to be almost as tall as he was on the zorse. and then his eyes caught the massive clydesdale. probably a stud by his actions. rhys was instantly wary. "who's- he was cutt off as he heard a blasting whinny followed by a squeal of delight come from the barn. his brow furrowed. "that sounds just like my sister." which sister? roxxy. most definitely. each of his sisters had their own excited squeal in which they used when they were overjoyed at some surprise. he took a few steps further towards the barn, then stopped, his silver eyes narrowed at the barn. he waited a few moments, then he turned back to see that jilanna was beside him, on her large chestnut gelding, who ears were pricked towards the barn. roxxy?

"roxxy!" jilanna's brown eyes sparkled. she had missed her younger sister. and she hadn't gotten to see her at all. she grinned down at her brother, who's head reached just over her hip. rhys returned the sentiment. just as they were about to take more steps forwards, they saw their crazy sibling, riding a very tall black stallion bareback and having a leadrope of a beautiful palomino tobiano mare in her hands. they were in a light gallop out of the barn, her hair moving around her shoulders and back freely. the mare wasn't having that much trouble keeping up with black's average sized strides. he was being reigned in by roxxy's firm hands. he wore no gear at all. not even a halter. the quarter horse mare had a halter with a leadrope.

as they stallion came closer to the group, jilanna's heart began to beat faster and sink at the same time. she would know that stallion anywhere...so, roxxy still had the beast. but IT WAS UNBELIEVABLE!! SHE WAS RIDING BLACK!!! jilanna's breath was taken away momentarily. foxfyre was shying away at the larger onyx stud. it was the way the stallion carried himself. like he was king and like he was ready for war at any moment. it was what made him, him. rhys's eyes widened at the sight of his sister on hell. he wouldn't ever call that horse anything but hell. he hated that horse with a passion. a very colorful-worded passion. by roxxy was riding him???!!! woah. and that mare at her side...that was the mare leelyn had bought her!

he grinned wildly at his sister, though still cautious of the gigantic black monster heading his way. "roxxy!" "roxxy! roxxy had found the mare, her name engraved in a brass plate: c syde melody. how beautiful! the female was breath-taking. and in a rush, she clipped on the lead rope, swung on black, and galloped back towards the open barn doors. that was when she saw someone she had missed very, very much. jilanna and rhys. her other sister and her brother. a grin a mile wide was painted on her features. black's nostrils grew wide. too many horses! but- oh....OH IT WAS HIM!!! he would know the scent of this human stallion any day!

a loud whistle came from his vocals. he hated this irritatingly tall human stallion. he let rhys have it whenever the opportunity was given the chance. as roxxy jerked his mane, he regrettable came to a stop. his nares were flared and his eyes were venemous. the only thing on earth that was keeping him from going after rhys would be the fact that his beloved mistress, who was in foal, was on his back. he carried her with utmost pride and care. he bellowed angrily at rhys, who was glaring him. roxxy looked at rhys and jilanna with love and tears glimmering in her eyes. but they never left her eyes. just a brief wetness. she looked at melody, already deeply attached to her, and slid off rhys to quickly wrap her arms around rhys. black wouldn't hurt rhys if she was holding him.

melody was a curious mare. her eyes were lighted and her body moved with a profound grace, much like black's. but she had found that this human mare, who was so obviously her new owner, was so very loving and kind to her. she immediately had a bond with roxxy. she didn't mind following the strong hunk of horseflesh that she rode on either. she was his, as he had claimed her, making it quite clear she was of his affections. melody could only find herself willingly under the adoration of the massive crossbreed. so, she followed roxxy, out of her passion for her new mistress, and sniffed at the tall human stallion. was this her mistress's stallion? she was confused. perhaps a herdmate?

whoever it was, he made her leader angry. she whinnied curiously back at black, who bellowed angrily, and moved foward to her, pressing his muzzle into her shoulder, nipping it, and then roughly nudging roxxy's back. black was too close to foxfyre already, and as black's eyes locked with the holsteiner's, fox shied away, his ears pinning back, whites of his eyes showing. jilanna could ride her horse, thank goodness. roxxy turned around and quickly swung herself onto black's back, fiercely directing him away, moving his haunches away. she was constantly fighting with him. black arched his neck, his muscles there bulging. melody mirrored black's fluid movements, staying with roxxy.

after a few moments of roxanna displaying what mastery she had over her stallion, black was a good distance away from rhys. black didn't mind jilanna. he didn't go out of his way to harm the human mare. he didn't like her. he didn't like any humans other than roxanna. but he wouldn't go out of line just to try to take her apart. but the horse she rode was weak! and he smelled funny. black snorted angrily, but nonetheless, he was once again under the commandments of his mistress. roxxy looked at rhys. "i'm sorry! i'll just say i love you and jil from over here! when black's put up, i'll give you more of the mushy-loooove stuff." she grinned, then looked at rhys.

'you don't have a horse...that's right... here, you're special. ride melody for me. i need to know what she feels like." she then let go of the lead rope, it hitting the ground. rhys moved like a cat. he was at melody's halter, using her body to shield him from hell. roxxy commondeering her steed a good distance away from foxfyre and melody. black was not happy about this. he bolted forwards, but roxxy was attached to him like a burr. her commands became gentle requests. and they worked. roxxy seemed to be finally getting you could never command him, tell him to do anything. you asked. black came to a stand-still, his brilliant blazing eyes on rhys, who was on c syde melody.

roxxy was panting from the effort. her arms were already sore. there seemed to be sheer, unlimited power under her body. and when black moved, she was constantly using every bit of strength she had to restrain him, asking him to give just a little of his talent. roxxy looked up, her head rising from the thick black mane. "hey, uh, guys....meet my brother....and my other sister...rhys and jilanna." jilanna was completely unhappy and sad that she couldn't hug her little sister, whom she was so close to. but she put on a brave face, a smile on her visage. "you know these people?" her voice was quizzical and incredulous.

roxxy grinned wildly at her redheaded sibling. "yeah! these guys are my best friends...well, there's one missing, evean, which we're going to go find on the trails. cause that's probably where she's at. and then, sawyer over there, on the zorse, is my boyfriend!" roxxy announced it all proudly. but introducing sawyer, her voice had a new added note. love. rhys turned to look at sawyer. his eyes were wide. "wooooah, buddeh! you and i are gonna have a talk, soon....unless you guys break up, which yanno, could happen at any time..." his eye brows raised, as if he was hinting of some plot to break them up. little did he know what roxxy was growing in her body.

rhys glared at his sister. there was just some things she need to tell him. boyfriends was one of them. jilanna looked at the faces and (she couldn't help it), bodies of all the strange men present. they were all extremely attractive. she smiled in a friendly fashion to them, her eyes moving to look at sawyer. what a...handsome man. she burst into laughter at rhys's serious tones. "rhys...get off your high-horse." "i'll get off my high-horse when i'm on a high horse!" he glared at her. he was being dead serious about having the you're-dating-my-sister-so-i-don't-like-you-at-the-moment talk.

despite rhys's serious tones, both holis women burst into laughter. "i'll talk to you later." she gave him a pointed look, which he returned with that stolid glare. sighing, she asked, "black's getting restless...let's go." and indeed, black was getting more and more angry by the moment. he looked like he was about to explode now.

whether she enjoyed it or not, the cuban didn't care. without another word, he zipped his pants and stealthily walked to the edge of the meadow. disappearing into the forest, had one been watching close enough, 5 men accompanied him as he vanished seemingly off the face of the earth for a third time. no message was needed...evean was enough.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] syra, alex, dimitri, sawyer, roxxy, andre, rhys, jilanna
WORDS!?![/b] 2,543
MUSE!?![/b] it's okay!
MUSIC!?![/b] eh...nothing.
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] do de doo de doo doo! *is humming in delirious tone*[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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"TOLD YA! And you didn't beleive me! Typical Sawyer! Now. You owe me money." she cried her elbow slamming into his ribs. Sawyer pulled Kenya away from Mourn. The zorse didn't want to move away from the mare. He went at least two steps than stopped. Sawyer grunted "Ok, well I was only thinking about your lying reputation, Syra." he said. Syra gasped "OH! Sawyer! I am ashamed of you! I never lie! I'm the female version of George Washington! I NEVER TELL A LIE!" she called.

Sawyer burst into laughter "That's a lie! I can almost see your nose growing! Syra, you've been lying to me for the last fifteen years!" he laughed hearing Alex join in. Andre was quiet. He didn't understand much of the family business yet. And Sawyer's British sense of humour. Syra pulled up beside Sawyer and gave him a swift push. He rolled half way off the saddle. (Sawyer didn't use stirups). But, he caught himself and laughed "Nice try, Syra." he grinned evily. She began to laugh. "I didn't even try." she took his hand and pulled him. Sawyer leaned to the left almost making her fall out of her saddle. He smiled "See, I'm learning."

Sawyer looked toward Roxxy's siblings. "You can join us." Syra said with her regualr, cheerful voice. Sawyer smiled at the compiment on his zorse. He didn't say anything. Even though these people were related to Roxxy. He was naturally shy. Than, he heard a squeal. From Roxxy. He didn't mind it. It was a happy sound. She was happy and that was good. Sawyer's head lifted toward the barn. He listened to everything. All the sounds around him. Khan decided to be stupid. He reared and threw his head back. Nothing happened so he pulled his neck even further back. Screaming as he went. Kicking out at anything and everything. Than he slid backwards, fell and hit the ground. There was a low bellow. He was so angry. Too many horses! Than a new feeling came to him as he got back to his feet.

HIS MISTRESS WAS HURT! He threw his head and whistled. Sawyer winced at the piercing sound. He dismounted his zorse than slowly walked over to the crazy stud. "Khan, easy now." he said. Khan reared again, Sawyer jumped to the side. He never acted this bad. Something was wrong. The draft began to pull on the lead rope. While Sawyer's quick movements allowed him to get one knot undone. Giving the stud more slack to pull back. Enough to where he wouldn't hurt himself. Sawyer backed away. Alex touched his shoulder. "Is he, ok?" he asked.

Sawyer threw himself back onto Kenya. "No, something's bugging him. There's only been three times he's really acted like this." he shook his head. He'd just have to let the war horse calm down. That was the best option. Let him fight it off. He turned his back on the stud, just to hear Roxxy introduce the family. He smiled at the sound of her voice when she introduced him. The love in her tone. He looked over at her and smiled. Than Rhys spoke up. What he said make Sawyer laugh

"It's quiet alright. I've given my sister's boyfriends' that talk a million times. I think I can manage. And. I do not intend to break up with Roxxy. Not anytime soon." he smiled at his girlfreind. His eyes light and playful. He knew the "talk". The talk that siblings gave. The one that Sawyer gave to Evean's first boyfriend always made him laugh. That kid was turning green. Sawyer was holding a knife at the time. Blind boy holding a knife isn't pretty.

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Andre backed Wolf away from Khan. When the horse fell it looked painful. But he got right back up. Sawyer had told him that if any of there stallions decided to be an ass. Just leave them alone and let them burn out. But something was really ticking the huge stallion off. He looked over at Sawyer. He was watching his girlfriend with intense eyes...er, ears. Kenya turned toward Syra and trotted up to the mare.

Alex and Storm were doing war. Storm kept trying to go after Black's new mare, but Alex wouldn't let him. But that didn't stop the black Arabian from trying. Wolf was being wise to stay away. He knew a bad stallion when he saw one. And Black and Vampyre were freaks. Khan was a maniac. The draft horse kept fighting with the rail. Syra had trotted Mourn toward the trails. "Yeah, let's go." Sawyer said nudging the zorse into a lope. He obeyed. Kicking Wolf. The buckskin took off into a slow gallop to the front. Mourn didn't seem to like than much. She pinned her ears and trotted ahead.

So. "ladies first" meant something to horses, too? Great!

She watched, frozen as Dimitri left. She was hurt. Torn, beaten. She hurt all over and bruises began to form around her lips and other places. She noticed other men walking after him. Than, he was gone. Leaving her to bite the dust? What a Bastard. If they ever met again. She'd tear him to shreads. Her leg would be healed. But for now, it hurt like hell. She sat up and looked at her bare calf. It was bleeding and bruised.

She couldn't help but just lay back down and wait it out. Hopefully her brothers would be here soon. They'd come save her. Sawyer would be pissed off though. She'd have to stay awake. Once Sawyer was here. She'd be able to sleep....Sleep. Her eyes began to fall. Her breathing heavy. Than she saw something brown emerge from the forest. Something big and..big. And furry. It came on four paws.

The animal padded up to her. Lowered his nose and licked her cheek. Sparks. He was here. He wasn't a dog anymore. He was a wolf. He lifted his head and howled. Evean reached up and touched the canine's fine fur. He kept howling. Calling for help.[/blockquote][/size]

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Alex, Rhys, Jilianna, Andre, Syra
Word Count ~' Don't know
Muse ~' it's there.
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' So many people!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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as they moved away, black put forth a bouncy yet completely smooth trot, roxxy sitting straight and tall. but her heart wasn't in the ride. it was back there with khan. his actions reminded her of how black would act if she were ever in trouble. then, her mind suddenly sparked. evean was gone. khan was evean's horse. and dimitri was still alive. roxxy became suddenly white-faced. she didn't even have to give a gesture or askance to black. he felt her. he read her like an open book. without a split second to waste, black turned with an agility that would be very hard to match and he galloped back towards khan. when there, roxxy's cold, numb fingers quickly undid the rest of the knots. she was desperate to free the clydesdale.

she already saw everything in her mind. dimitri had caught evean alone. and she was probably broken and lifeless...hopefully not as bad as what she had recieved. khan would lead them to her. as the last knot was free, she screamed at the gigantic stallion. "GO KHAN!! GO!!!!" tears of panic were welling in her eyes. while she had been untying khan's rope, black was in complete knowance of the situation. this stallion was screaming that his owner was hurt! his simple, animalistic mind comprehended. if roxxy was hurt, he would be ballistic. no one, nothing would've been able to stop him. but something...something was making his own mistress distressed.

roxxy looked back at black, rushing up to him. she was about to mount when she heard that familiar wolfish howl. she stopped and looked towards the trails. a sob broke her lips. "oh god no..." as if no one else was with her, she gave black complete control of his head, no restraining. she was just holding on now. was on black's back and she was flying now, his strides long, distance-eating. she didn't have to remind the stallion to follow the howls. the stallion seemed to have a grip on what was going on. this was urgent. and if it made his mistress happier to follow these mournful wailings, which were so plainly asking for help, he would oblige.

rhys was the first to notice roxxy's change. she went suddenly very still and her expression was like she had seen a ghost. "roxxy, wha-" he was cut off as the giant black stallion was on suddenly turned on a dime to head back to the clydesdale. rhys had made a makeshift bridle out of the halter and lead rope, so he gave the mare he was on the signal to stop and swerve. there, he turned to gaze at his sister. something was definitely wrong. whatever it was, it made his sister cry, stress, angry, nervous, and sad. and roxxy was a strong individual, of mind and body. it took a lot to phase her spirit. he watched roxxy's frantic behavior, as well as black's muscle seeming to intensify.

his face was gradually getting more pinched and whiter. something had happened. suddenly, one thought was heard in his mind, above all others. a flashback of earlier words spoken, ".. there's one missing, evean, which we're going to go find on the trails. cause that's probably where she's at..." evean was missing. and dimitri wasn't dead yet. it dawned on him just as black blurred past him. whistling to melody, he followed as best as he could on the quarter horse mare. she was swift, yes, and quick, yes, but her strides and speed were nothing compared to the mounting power of the onyx stud ahead. "roxxy!"

the holis family was close. they knew each other's facial expressions and behaviors, and usually their thoughts as well. jilanna was no exception and she was just as quick to figure it all out as quickly as rhys and roxxy were. as soon as roxxy took off, jilanna and foxfyre moved simultaneously with melody and rhys. of course, holsteiner's were fast; they were horses. but they weren't bred for speed. foxfyre kept up a quick pace, but it was definitely slower than melody's and black's gait. "roxxy!!! roxxy, slow down!! what if he's there?!!" jilanna was screaming at the top of her lungs, but her sister was heedless of anything other than getting to evean.

it didn't take roxxy long at all to reach the small meadow. and when she did, the tears came in large quantities. she pulled black to a stop, which he slid gracefully to from his rate of speed. roxxy hit the ground running to her fallen friend, sobbing over and over again, "no, no, no! evean, stay away, sweetheart, please...no, no, no!" she smelled like dimitri and the torn clothes barely covered her, if they could even be described to. roxxy was on her knees, cradling evean, wiping her hair, dirt, and blood away from her face and body. she pulled evean's shredded clothes together in an effort to save her some modesty. she used her shirt to wipe her tears away. she need to see. she needed to be strong until sawyer got there and could help her.

rhys entered the clearing several moments later, who was followed by jilanna, who appeared several more moments later. jilanna was white-faced and stricken with grief at the scene. she offered any and all help, but with a glare, jilanna had made it clear to rhys that he needed to stay away unless he was really needed. jilanna approached cautiously, with a deadly serious face on, her brown eyes hard. "i'm coming...and will he bite me?" she had been around horses and dogs her whole life. but this dog was in the top three of the biggest dogs she had ever seen. shoot, she didn't even think the thing was a wolf! but the urge to help roxxy and help this poor victim was making her approach steadily.

"good sparks, good boy." he was there. he would help too. he had already helped. sparks looked more like a wolf than he had since she had last seen him. it was kind of frightening. but then, everything seemed a little more dangerous now in the current situation. she looked at the hound and then to jilanna, finally hearing her words. she shook her head. "i think he knows you wanna help." she began to tie the loose parts of the clothes together, trying to help with the bruises. she tenderly brushed evean off. she barely felt jilanna fall to her knees beside her. "jilanna...it was him..." her voice shook angrily and with fright.

"i know, roxxy." she reached out to put her arms around roxanna's tan shoulders, but she was surprised by the venom, the utter hopelessness in her younger sister's wet blue gaze. roxxy rounded on her sister and spat, "how many, jil?! how many people have to get hurt before he gets what he needs to know from me?! on one hand, i have my job, my duty! on the other, i have those i love, those i care about. who'll be next! i can't tell him what he wants! and i won't give him what he wants!" she spoke the truth and both of them knew it. with a heavy heart, roxxy knew what she would have to do. but she pushed her own problems out of the way. this was NOT about her....it was about evean, beautiful bright evean who seemed to light up the world around her. her friend was hurt.

black watched his mistress from afar. though he only wished to go up there and touch her...but something told him in his mind not to go. call it instinct.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] um...that same group minus dimitri.
WORDS!?![/b] word count
MUSE!?![/b] mwhaha! it's here now that the fun begins.
MUSIC!?![/b] nothing!
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] i know, right?![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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He was screaming now. Throwing his head. his mane and tail flowing out. Then, the black stallion was there and his master's mare was there. That made him mad. SHE WASN'T EVEAN! He pulled back. He could hear Sawyer call the mare's name. "Roxxy! ROXXY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" So much chaos all at once. It confused him. But he had to get to his beloved. The one who was at his side the moment he was born. She was there! She was always there. Now she was hurt! She was hurt and he wasn't there to help her.

He had to find her! There! He was untied. He didn't hesitate. In what seemed to be an unatural turn for his breed he spun around and bolted. Ignoring the much smaller horses in his way. He wasn't going to let any horse, not even Black pass him. He flew over obsticals. Crashed through anything in his way. There came the clearing. And the metalic scent of blood. And his mistress. He trotted up to her and sniffed her. Beside her broken body stood the wolf. At first Khan blamed him. That stupid hound. He reared, but the furry horse didn't move. He couldn't have hurt her.

Khan hesitated, lowering his head to sniff her again. She smelled like stallion. Human stallion! He screamed. Thos worthless creatures were no good. He threw his mane and whinnied. She was hurt. She was still here. Her breathing was heavy. That didn't matter now. She had to live.

He didn't wantt ANY male come near. Not one. He stood beside his mistress. Seeing the black stallion and his mistress. Sawyer mare seemed unhappy, too. She understood. Khan let her come near Evean. He let her hold his mistress. Still. He watched with a powerful gaze. The fire in his eyes so angry. If this pregnant human dare hurt his mistress, he'd slaughter her.

Sawyer wasn't far behind. Damn, a zorse was fast. Kenya's legs moved quickly as he bolted after Black. Sawyer egging him on. Pushing him. He could feel it now. A pain in the pit of his gut. Like the stud, Sawyer was angry. Very angry. The leather reins digging into his skin. Why? Why could this happen again! He was stupid to let Dimitri go that first time. It was Sawyer who let him live.

His eyes started to swell, but he calmed it. He wasn't in need for a blind rage (no need for the pun). Andre came up beside him. Wolf was heaving as he ran. His breaths rugged. He had to stop soon. He could only go so fast so far.Sawyer was there withing seconds after Black. He felt the presense of Khan. The stallion staring him down. Sawyer glared at him. Dismounting Kenya. Sawyer jogged his way over. Only to have a stallion rearing in his face. Sawyer dove to the side and growled "How do you want to play this, Khan." he hissed.

"Sawyer?" Evean? She was awake. He took a step forward but Khan blocked his way. He could feel the clydesdale's breath on his face. This blind man wasn't going to let Khan get in his way. He tried tp be easy and stepped around the horse. Khan wouldn't allow it.

Sawyer was really getting pissed. He'd teach this brute who was boss. The man jumped to the side the horse followed as expected, Sawyer lept at the stud, colliding with his shoulder. Khan wailed in pain and backed away. Snorting irritably. Sawyer didn't hurt the stallion. Just gave him a good beat in the shoulder. With the stallion away. Sawyer pushed his dog out of the way and knelt by his sister. She was in Roxxy's arms; safe.

Affection swept over Sawyer's anger. He dropped to his hand and lay his cheek on his sister's. "Oh Evean. I'm so so very sorry." he whispered. Evean reached up and touched Sawyer's neck. "It's ok. I'm ok. Just a little beaten that's all. Nothing too too bad." she whispered. Her voice was weak, tired. He could feel her break away from Roxxy and collaps into his arms. "I fought back. It was the most fun I had in days." she choked a laugh.

Sawyer heaved a long irritated sigh b]"Damnit, Evean. I turn my back for a few hours and you go out fighting Cuban Drug Lords. What in Bloody Hell am I going to do with you?"

[/b] he asked shaking his head. His mood brighter. Evean knew her body very well and when she said she was alright. Than she meant it. A few days of rest would do her good. Evean laughed again. "Well, right now you're going to get my sexy ass home and in bed...OH! And you're going to be my slave."

He groaned "Shoot. OK, what hurts?" he asked. Evean shifted around "Everything hurts, smartass. I can't move much. But I can still boss you around" she mumbled. Sawyer growled "Evean..." his voice low, warning. His siter sighed "OK. I would've kicked Dimitri's ass into next week. But remember last week? Well Black kicked me. It was only a clip of his hoof against my calf. So that hurts. Oh, and my lips are sore. My breasts hurt like hell. A lot of other things you don't need to know about hurt. Oh and I have a headache."

"Well you almost gave me a heart attack, Evean. Every time I think you're hurt. You end up making a joke about it." he grunted. Evean started to laughed but it was cut off by a harsh cough. Her chest hurt, too. Sawyer touched her collar bone. "Evean. You won't ever go out alone. EVER! And I'm serious." he warned. Evean gripped his hand "Who are you? Our mother?" she hissed sarcasticly.[/color]

Her brother meant well. She wasn't about to wander off alone. No way. She wasn't going to leave her boys. They were her protectors. And entertainment. She smiled at her brother. He was looking down at her with intense borwn eyes. It's because I care. they read. Evean nodded. He did care. She was the most important person in his life. Well, one of them. She looked over at Roxxy. She could see the pain in the young woman's eyes "Roxxy. My thirty minute fight with Dimirti taught me a lot--"

"Wow, you lost a fight in a half hour. New record." Sawyer cut her off. Evean's attention span didn't let her remember what she was about to say. "Shut up Sawyer! Can't you see I'm going to give another one of my awesome speeches." he cleared her throat. "As I was saying.....uhhhhh. Damnit Sawyer I hate it when you do that to me." she coughed. "Ow." she moaned. Looking around she saw her giant hellion of a stallion. God she loved him. She reached out to Khan. "NS, come here." she cooed. Her stallion took a step toward her than looked at Sawyer. Snorting he took another step. Sawyer let his sister drop to the ground; lightly. He backed away from the stallion as he came up beside Roxxy and knely beside her.

Her stallion had a small limp in his right shoulder. Evean's gaze shot to Sawyer "What did you do to him?" she asked, sounding calm. Her brother closed his eyes "He got in my way so I fixed that." he said. The limp wasn't bad. The stallion walked it off than moved at his steady gait again. He lowered his head. Evean looked into thos firey brown eyes. She smiled, grabbed his halter. "Pick me up." she commanded eagerly.

As if she were a feather. Khan lifted his head. Taking her with him. She winced when her leg moved. She crawled over his head than onto his neck. She slid down his crest and onto his back. She actually lay down on his back. Her arms tight around the stag's neck. She tapped his shoulders with her hands. Slowly, carefully, Khan moved forward. Evean took a moment to catch her barings than she closed her eyes and drifted off.[/blockquote][/size]

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Alex, Rhys, Jilianna, Andre, Syra
Word Count ~' 1353
Muse ~' Better
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' Typical Evean. God I love her!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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roxxy watched sawyer come down beside her. she offered him no smile. there was so much guilt in her heart at the moment. yes...things would have to change. she watched as evean left her arms for sawyer's. she knew that evean was safe once she was in sawyer's embrace. as evean would never be safe in hers. the thought darkened roxanna's already dreary mood. she and jilanna both stayed on their knees, watching evean and sawyer speak to each other. evean was one with such a healthy outlook on life. it took so much to phase her...roxxy used to be like that. with a small smile, she watched as khan knelt beside her to put his head down there, to touch his most loved evean.

she heard evean's words directed at her, but they were interrupted. a spark flinted in roxanna's blue eyes, but then it vanished just as if someone had blown the wick of a flaming candle. she just nodded and as evean was picked up by the heavy draft, she turned to look at jilanna, who was staring back at her openly with sad, knowing eyes. her vocals were distinct but so very quiet. "you don't have to do it...please, don't...i just got you back and-" she was interrupted by roxxy's convicted whispers. "i was never supposed to get to attached. g told me that. and my job comes first, no matter if i'm pregnant or not. no matter if i'm in love...for not." frank blue eyes became dark and cold, guarded and emotionless. her face was blank as she lifted herself off of her knees.

the black stallion was right behind her. there was a fire in his eyes. he knew the lover of his soul all too well. he nudged her belly roughly, right on the baby bump. roxxy's breath caught. black's eyes instilled a thought in her; they said, "what about your foal?" roxxy fiercely pushed his muzzle away, only for the massive ebony stud to persist in his attempts to regain her attention. roxxy was beyond listless. she was more alien-like. she quickly grabbed a handful of mane, her right hand on his back, and she was up on him, her legs split to straddle his lean torso. she gave one last empty gaze in jilanna's direction to see her cousin look as if she was about to lose her soul: tears streaking down her bloodless face, a horrified expression.

without another word, roxxy turned and rode away, stopping only by rhys to tell him a listless, "tell the others i'll be back later." rhys knew something was up and he immediately flared, but was caught by evean's sleeping figure passing him, and then a broken sob from jilanna who had buckled to her knees. his head snapped to look at her quizzically. when he turned his head back to where roxxy was, or should've been, she was gone. he frowned to himself, but then took melody's and foxyre's reigns in hand as he ran over to jilanna. "sweetheart, what's wrong?" his handsome features displayed the perfection of concern and love and care for his sister. jilanna couldn't find words. she just put her face in her hands and sobbed quietly.

rhys made the most of the situation but still took it the wrong way. he let go of the reins, knowing both horses wouldn't go anyway...well, melody might. she did look anxious to be with roxxy and black. he quickly hooked his arm through the mare's leadrope-made reins and gently picked jilanna up, putting her body close to his, his arms around her in brotherly affection. his voice was soft. "i'm sure evean's okay, jil! she was hurt, but she's not gonna let this get to her! we'll take care of her, if they'll let us help. we'll do all that we can! now, hush up with them tears...yanno i hate seeing you cry, jil." he kissed the top of her head and then pulled her way to look at her. she avoided eye contact. rhys sighed. "c'mon sweetie. get on fox here. we can go home for a little bit."

she couldn't tell him. roxxy obviously hadn't of told him because he'd have easily passed sawyer in the pissy zone. he would've done pinned her to some tree and screamed in her face that she wasn't leaving and that was the end of it. roxxy didn't need that. she had to do what she was going to do that very day. and it broke her heart. it kept her words from coming out. so she did as instructed by the taller man, as they followed the rest of the crowd at a normal pace, rhys worried about both roxxy and jilanna, and jilanna looking impossibly distraught.

roxxy was long in the barn before they had even left the trails. silent tears were flowing down her cheeks, but her face was still that same expressionless facade. black didn't want to be put into the stall. he balked and stayed away from the stall door. he knew things. he knew that if he left his mistress now, it would be the last time he would ever see her. he screamed and whistled at her. he did NOT want to be put back in the stall! but with roxxy in the stall with him, he had no choice but to follow her. why was she doing this to him? with a quick burst of speed, roxxy whirled around him and was out of the door. she quickly locked the regular latch. but doing the others were hard because the door was being kicked, the movement made was like some belch or explosion going within to without.

but soon all ten locks of assorted size and species were locked tight. black was trying so hard to get to her. and she was just out of reach, her blank blue eyes staring at him. a little wetness came from the huge stallion's burning gaze. they cried out to her, "you promised you wouldn't leave me!!! you promised!!! you save me from all harm!!! you save me everyday, why do you leave me now??!!" her emotions were never shown or spoken to the crying black stallion. but on the inside, her heart was breaking, breaking into nothingness. without another word, she took another step back. her eyes expressionless, wordless. meaningless. she turned on heel and left the barn. black screamed at her, a hopeless cry of desperation as he did everything he possibly could in his defeated state of hysteria: kicking, screaming, biting, ramming. he was crying to her, like a colt for its dam, like a stallion to his mare, like a horse to his first and only owner. "DON'T LEAVE ME!!! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!!! I NEED YOU!!! YOU'RE ALL I HAVE LEFT!!! YOU HAVE ME!!! I'VE ALWAYS BEEN YOURS!!! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!!! WHATEVER I'VE DONE I'M SORRY!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!"

roxanna never turned back once to say good-bye. she could hear the stallion's crying for her even as she drove away in her car, even as she went up the highway, even as she drove up her own driveway to see her sister's corvette still there. the cry of a horse being parted from his one and only true soul, heart, mind....sanity. but in the world he was left alone in, insanity was the only cure.

roxxy was in her room packing guns, blades, passports, money from just about every country in a hurried rush when leelyn came in. the blonde didn't have to ask. her eyes became as emotionless as her sister's. "so g contacted you?" roxxy didn't reply until after a suitable pause. she dismembered a high-powered rifle in 7.4 seconds and put the parts in a case in the same rapid fashion before her lips parted to let loose monotonous words. "no. i contacted g. i'll be in california in two days." her words were terse and clipped. she didn't even look up as leelyn's face turned bone-white and tears glimmered but never fell. leelyn sniffed away her emotions, but she couldn't help the tears that whelmed her eyes or the colorlessness of her face.

in a broken voice that sounded like it was forced to sound as strong as it possibly could be, roxxy's half-sister spoke, "why...what happened?" roxxy's hand, which just happened to be by the lamp, gripped it with stronger than normal hands and threw it scant centimeters to the left of leelyn's head. it collided with the wall at high-speeds. the nonmalleable object shattered on contact. roxxy's voice was still expressionless, guarded, but her eyes showed livid anger, almost madness. "evean was raped by dimitri. he could've killed her but instead he left her by choice as a message to me. he wants to know who's plotting to kill him and his father. i know, and i can't tell. and dimitri's going to start killing because i won't. tell. him."

she stared the shorter blonde for a moment and then looked down at her phone. "i'll be leaving at 1. the jet leaves at 4. it'll take all of 3 hours to get to the point." roxxy couldn't tell anything about the current change in the assignment to leelyn. leelyn had been excluded from this part of the mission. she would stay here until she was needed when roxxy died. roxxy finally finished packing several moments later. she had money provided by the government. she didn't need any clothes but the ones she had on her back. "i know it's like 3, 4 in the afternoon. go to sleep." she knew she didn't have to say it...but it helped her deal with the situation if she gave advice, no matter how unnecessary it was. turning on heel, leelyn headed for roxxy's bedroom door, but then abruptly whirled around, hope in her voice.

"roxxy! what about sawyer and black and all our friends and our family?" rule number one when one was working on top-secret cases for the government: the agents were never supposed to get attached. roxxy was sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring at leelyn blankly. "who's sawyer? and black's a color, not a person, leelyn." her voice finally broke in with emotion: confusion. desperate now, leelyn yelled at her, "what about your baby?! yours and sawyer's baby?!" any untrained eye wouldn't have got it, but leelyn's did. roxxy had the tiniest of glitches, her hand almost moving to hold her belly protectively. but, instead, that same confused look was on her face as she forgot her world. "what baby, leelyn?" leelyn nearly broke down into tears and let it all out. roxxy had said it herself. she denied ever knowing the only two people who seemed to make her world go round: sawyer and black. if she didn't know who they were, she had no love, no feelings for anyone else. not even her baby

angrily, more at the hopeless situation than any one person, leelyn ran from the room and down the stairs. roxxy was alone again. sighing, she leaned back on the bed, prepared her mind to wake her up at 12, and the closed her eyes and drifted off.

at the stroke of midnight, a familiar black aston martin rolled up, not making a single sound. following his sleek black car was two escalades, also black and soundless. dimitri stepped out of his car, to be followed by 16 tall, massive guards of the same mold and height. they were as tall as dimitri, if not minutely taller. he gave a dark smirk. everything had worked perfectly. evean had provided a clear message and the perfect distraction. time to have a little more fun with roxxy. his arm was still hurting from earlier, but he could manage. especially with his new pawns in the game. he had so desperately wanted to wait until later on, (not), but you know...roxxy is just too beautiful to stay away from.

the thought brought an even wider smirk to his presently angelic features. silently, he and his hitmen moved to every exits of the house. dimitri took a single device from his pocket and put it in the circuit box behind the house. and just like that, no power to all the house. they were sorely prepared. but he didn't know that if he had waited another day, he would've been facing a high-tech display of security. though he didn't typically like dogs, he had took them out of the way temporarily. tranquilizers were always nice to have on hand. and with a trio of powerful kicks, dimitri was in the house. roxxy woke up just on time. wiping her eyes away, she went to her bathroom, a light bout of nausea consuming her being. but she overcame it easily, her heart not presently there.

she went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, did her other business, and came out of her bathroom to hear her door being busted down. immediately, roxxy rolled into action, grabbing the gun hid under her mattress and swooping out the door, she ran into leelyn's room to have her heart completely stop. leelyn was being held by three bulky men, tied and gagged, dimitri looking right at roxanna, behind leelyn with his muscled tan arms around her neck. he laid a tender kiss on the fair neck. leelyn didn't move. her eyes were angry and fierce. but she couldn't move. also, roxxy had lots of guns pointed at her. she looked at leelyn, her eyes showing emotion for once. heated regret, anger.

"why?! why dimitri?" her vocals shook as with furiously shaking hands, she dropped the recently safety-locked gun. she nearly took his breath away. nearly. dimitri had his arms around leelyn's pretty little neck when she came in. such a good sister. she came to check on leelyn first. his beautiful face turned into something breath-taking as well, the smirk replaced by a genuine grin. "why, phaedra! you grow beautiful with each day...and you know why. i have to know who is rising against me. and my father. he can and will be killed before he gets as strong an empire as my father...if you tell me who it is." that smile was inviting, encouraging, utterly benign.

roxanna looked at him, her body tense. fury rode her tones. "let my sister go. and i'll tell you." melodic laughter resounded in the vast room. "now, if i really believed you i would consider it, but...i don't even believe you, my dearest phae." roxxy swallowed, her eyes finding leelyn's brown ones. there was anger, sorrow, and fear. god only knew what all dimitri could do. "dimitri...maybe you should look to your own men." at her words, one of the burly russians took aim. without turning and actually aiming, dimitri's arm was a blur as he withdrew his automatic and buried three bullets in the russian's head. "what an imbecile. i didn't tell him to move and he moved anyways. such a shame though. i miss my revolver. his head didn't explode." he sounded reasonably saddened at the thought. but then his horribly wrong mind brightened and he unwrapped his arms around leelyn, gave her a smooth kiss on the cheek and then got off the bed. he prowled around the guards and came to stand in front of roxxy.

"what do you mean?" his words were impeccably serious. roxxy gazed at him, noticing that he didn't really use his left shoulder or arm all too much. "what i mean is that you should focus on your actual men more than you should any of the other drug lords in cuba, venezula, or any other of the countries where you run." she stared him down. "hah! it's funny how you expect to me to believe such folly." he chuckled and then took several steps closer to her. roxxy didn't move a muscle or blink. she still stared back into those soulless eyes. she was using her peripherals. there was usual things that could be seen in a room. lamps, curtains, hairbrushes, clothes, hangers... there was a hanger on the dresser next to her. she gave dimitri a quick smile. "yes. yes i do."

hands darting out, the metal hangers hook was used as a weapon, as she grabbed it and swept the hook across dimitri's abdomen. she still got him even though he did jump back. gun shots were fired at her. she dodged out of the way, tackling dimitri. she rolled on top of him. the hitmen had excellent aim. even if she was so close to mr. lozano, they would still shoot. they wouldn't miss until she moved. which she did. she rolled to the side, leaving dimitri gushing blood and on his back. using the hanger still, she jump to her knees around the side of the nearest bodyguard and undid the hanger the same time as she came to his ribs. the straightened metal rod was plunged deeply into his lungs , going all the way through, then she tore it out, blood spurting out.

with a snarl, roxxy screamed in pain as the guns continued shooting and she was shot four times in her legs. she collapsed but even on the ground in so much pain, she still fought. the man she had just speared with her hanger had blood running out of his nose and mouth, and was evenutally going to fall to the ground. with the piercing end of the hanger, roxxy stabbed the next one's calf. he howled in pain and cursed loudly. turning around to look down at her. he took aim and was bout to shoot when he himself was shot in the back multiple times. his body moving abnormally with the force of the bullets. roxxy threw herself out of the way, but her legs were caught by the heavy dead body. she found herself looking up to see everyone looking at her and dimitri's eyes blacker than ever.

all of a sudden, he started laughing hysterically at her. the laughter deranged and frightening. he had one hand over his wound, applying pressure. she had went at least two inchest deep into his muscled stomach. he would have to return the favor. "very good phaedra! had i only had two guards to begin with, you might've actually gotten somewhere." she was not phaedra anymore. she was proudly roxanna holis. that's all she ever wanted to be. she spat at him, literally. "my name's roxanna! and her name is leelyn. get it right, you bastard." dimitri examined roxanna, as if he was truly seeing her for the first time. "you know, my dear...i do believe it's time we left your house and went to mine." as he said so, he looked around leelyn's room. it looked like a tornado had went through it. there was bullet holes everywhere and there wasn't an unbroken item in the room. plus, there was the thick blood and even thicker smell in the room, taking over the house. "oh yes...let's go."

during what little roxxy could do to fight back, leelyn had tried to get away, but with her feet and body completely tied, that was extremely hard. and roxxy was trapped. she couldn't move her legs because they were weakened and weakening still more with loss of feeling and blood. leelyn was plucked up like she was nothing. she started screaming her head off. moving, kicking, anything she could do. roxxy didn't give up any easier. as it ended up, one of dimitri's men had to beat her half to dead just to knock her out. with new injuries on her body, she was tied and slung over a man's back. she wasn't concious as they silently left the house, blood trailing their every step. and then the cars drove away from the holis mansion.

inconspicuous, the vehicles moved quietly through the sleeping landscape, moving and moving for more than an hour to drive up a hidden path, most unnoticable to any passerbys. there, they continued driving for a while until they came to a large house, though not a mansion. there, the three vehicles stopped, dimitri exiting his car first, to turn around and look at his disciples. he saw a struggling, screaming leelyn being thrown around like she was a ragdoll between two large males. vulgar words were exchanged between the two about the blonde. leelyn actually swung her legs out to kick one's head and was successful, but her jaw caught a fast blow dealt by the other man.

roxxy was in worse condition. she wasn't unconscious anymore and she was fighting with words, and voice, "don't you fucking touch me, you damn bastards!" gathering the wetness in her mouth, she spit directly into one of her captives eyes. he bellowed in anger and slapped her open-handedly. the bleeding cuts on her faces had never needed much to be reopened, but with the face-rocking slap delivered to her, they poured open blood. still, that only made her whimper and then continue to fight back. she screamed in rage. her tied legs and arms flailing about where they possibly could. "you! you won't last long when i get out of this, i swear, you're goin' down FIRST!"

of course, in her current condition, there wasn't much to take into deep consideration and all the men just burst into laughter, dimitri looking at her with those dark gleaming orbs for eyes. they were thoughtful as they wandered her recently beaten body. dimitri liked a fiery woman, who would always submit in the end. roxxy was fiery but she would never submit if she still had breath in her. she glared at him. her voice went dangerously low and malevolent. "you. are next." her words were once again disregarded. but who was one to take a woman of average size, bound up, suppose to pose any credible sort of threat? leelyn only gazed at her sister, her brown eyes angry and worried about her sibling. dimitri had no idea that roxanna was pregnant. it should stay that way.

it was his obsession with what he couldn't have that brought her and her sister here. he smiled wolfishly at roxxy's words. "i'm sure you will. i hope i am." he gave her that wickedly charming smile. chuckling, he fingered his guards, telling him to bring the women into the house. "put them in the basement." then, he walked inside the door, heading around the wall as roxxy and leelyn were shepherded against their will into a musty smelling, dark basement. it wasn't that palpable odor that she had encountered last time. but it did smell like dead bodies. obviously, dimitri did his business down here. roxxy felt the nausea on the rise, sweeping through her body at an alarming pace. and like magic, when she hit the last step, and the lights flicked on to illuminate the basement for what it was, roxxy snapped her head towards the guard she hadn't spit on and threw up all over him.

she spit the remnants of it all over his shirt, giving him a devious grin. "i told you you'd get i-" with a shout of rage, the man picked her up by her neck and threw her into a wall. the impact was hard as he threw her with all of his strength and being as her limbs were tied, she had no way of protecting her head. or her defenseless belly. she smashed into the wall, her body bouncing back off of it with the force of it. her head was busted, and her belly was hurting beyond any explanation. she tried to scream but no sound came out. the man she had provoked approached her, his legs rearing back to kick her unprotected belly. her eyes drooped and she could see the blurry background, leelyn giving all she could, trying to get to her. leelyn had chewed through the gag some time ago. and in her panic, she let the cloth go.

"DON'T TOUCH HER! DON'T!" she screamed at him as she watched in slow motion the leg come closer and closer to the hidden swell of her belly. his foot came within inches, her scream resounding off the cement walls and all of a sudden, a dark figure shot across the room and took down the russian. it was dimitri. he was furious. "beklove, you touch her, i'll kill you." he had the russian giant pinned against the wall, a very long dagger at his throat. dimitri looked scarier than the russian, his dark features contorted and twisted into some hellacious mask. then, he backed away and turned on heel to look down at the fallen, breathless dark-haired holis on the blood stained floor. his tones were cold. "get up."

the pain her womb was bad enough. it was like she couldn't breathe. her baby was in pain! she could feel it! she had a hurt baby in her womb. and she couldn't even get the necessary oxygen in her lungs. she was breathing heavily. "no..." she looked at leelyn, tears of pain shining in her brilliant blue eyes. dimitri lozano looked down at roxxy with eyes that looked like abysses, never ending darkness. in a sudden movement, he had roxxy dangling up in the air by her neck. his voice wasn't strained even though he was holding with one arm, 140 pounds of developing baby and solid muscle. "i said....get up."

he let roxxy struggle for a little bit, her fingernails tearing his arm's brown flesh. she was turning blue by the time he finally just dropped her. looking at her, his voice was that same deadly tone, "you know, phae...you've gotten weak. surely i didn't hurt you that bad. perhaps you just need to be taught how to deal with pain again. which is just fine with me. i'm a good teacher." a very frightening, demonic smile was put on his face as he strode past her, collecting a rope from the wall. coming back to her, roxxy's eyes showed fear of the realization. she had finally caught her breath. "GET AWAY FROM ME!!" using her body, she rolled away, yelping in pain as she moved across her abdomen. but dimitri followed her, chuckling wildly. leelyn cried out to her sister, her worst fears solidifying in front of her. "GET AWAY FROM HER! GO ROXXY GO!" in the end, not much could be done as roxxy crawled slowly towards the stairs. leelyn stared in horror as dimtri came to roxxy's head and stepped down on her back, putting pressure on her stomach. GET OFF OF HER! YOU FUCKER, GET OFF OF HER!" she was screaming horribly now.

dimitri looked down at roxxy who was in a soundless shriek of agony. he took the rope, which now had a loop in it, and fit her head through it. he smiled brightly at her, madness in his eyes. "now...let's see how much you know." moving away from her, he grabbed the slack and began to pull effortless, dragging roxxy behind him. with her tied wrists, she couldn't dig at it, only grope at the tight rope around her neck. her eyes widened, and her face became bloated as she tried as best as she could to loosen. he didn't turn back once to look at her or leelyn, who was cursing him, and everything out, and screaming at him, kicking, biting, anything she could do. "now...who is stealing our money and our cocaine, phae? you know. you were there when it all happened." he looked back at her, her face now an ugly purple. her legs were kicking as feebly now, her arms across her torso now. her mouth was open, but nothing was going in or out.

dimitri looked at her and sighed, stopping. the slack was instant. "oh, i'm sorry. my, i happen to be distracted these days." he gave her an apologetic smile. roxxy took in a gasp of air. her voice was a croak. "i don't know." she stared up at the ceiling, seeing all the blood splatterings. she could feel a darkness coming for her now...but she couldn't go to it. no, leelyn was here. she had to save leelyn. leelyn must live. dimitri roared with rage. "THAT'S A LIE, PHAEDRA!" turning around, he began to run around the vast basement, roxxy's breath taken away from her. he was going to kill her.

she didn't have the gag but she had the tight cuffs around her wrists. they were tight. the only way she could get out of them would be to gave something slick. without hesitation, she began to use the sides to saw into her wrists. she needed blood. she was frantic. she had to get to her sister. she could feel the burn of the gashes into her wrist, the blood flowing freely. she quietly, but rapidly began to slide her wrists around, her tiny wrists slide upwards through them, the blood giving her the slickness she needed. she cut her hands as she did so. but her hands were free now. the cuffs dropped to the ground. practiced quickness, her hands took one of the guards knives and slid it across his throat. then, she ducked the other man, stabbing him in the gut, then flicking her wrist to stab it through his chin, into his nasal cavity, long enough to get to his brain. pulling it out, she bent to cut the rope that had cut off her circulation and then darted towards her next victim. but they were all alert now, trying to cease her.

a lot of hand to hand combat became necessary, because using guns at such a range was possible for mistakes. she blocked his punch, her leg twisting in his, the long blade of the hunting knife rummaging into his heart. he grunted and still fought, but he was weakening steadily. he crumbled to his knees after a few moments, but during those moments, leelyn was fighting several others at once. dimitri had at least stopped dragging her sister. that's all that was needed. with a fluid motion, she tossed the knife into the air, caught it simply by the blade and then threw into straight into the trachea of one of the bodyguards. but as soon as she threw it, she was taken down, her face being mashed into the ground, her leg being broken.

when they picked her up, she was as bloody as roxxy, if not more. the dragged her dim-with-life body to the center of the basement, where roxxy was now laying. they looked like they were about to meet the afterlife at any moment. "now this is fun." he cackled and then crouched, coming lower to the ground. "impressive jocelyn. i'll have to watch you more closely." leelyn looked at her, her voice broken but still seething with anger, mocking. "fuck you, dimitri. fuck yo momma. ya'll both gotta nice place there as-" like a gunshot, his fist collided with her face, the smack sounded like someone had fired a shot. "jos...when are you going to learn. you don't talk about a cuban's family. very bad manners." his voice was scathing as he looked at leelyn's lolling head. he looked at roxxy. "who? tell me. and i'll take you home."

her voice was indefinite, weak. "yo momma." she burst out into laughter, some kind of deranged, crazy sounded laughter. "you bitch...you'll learn not to talk about my family. keep such comments to yourself before i rip your tongue out." he grabbed her hair and pulled it back so she was looking up at him with those lighted blue eyes that were so dull and dim now. "you won't do that...you need to know the things that only i know." "you're right. but leelyn doesn't need her tongue." saying this, he took a familiar switch blade out of his pocket and grabbed leelyn's chin. she didn't fight. not really. she moved away feebly, but her body was failing her. her blue eyes widened. damn her mouth. damn it to hell. "NO! i'll tell you! i'll tell you! just don't touch her!" she pleaded with him. her voice was still a weak whisper, hoarse and scratchy. "it was de la vega." tears began to run down her swollen purple face, she sobbed weakly, "it was del le vega!"

dimitri gave her a cheshire cat grin. "i'm glad we worked this out." then, he took that knife and directed it at roxxy. grabbing her shirt, he pulled her close to him so that she was under him directly. she looked at the blade in a daze. then, she seemed to understand. she began to put up a fight with whatever she had. her fist rose up to strike his jaw, hard. the men around him jumped forwards, but they flew back as dimitri's rage was unleashed. with a roar, he threw the blade aside and just tore open her clothes with her bare hands. leelyn seemed to join the real world when roxxy's screaming burst into her ears. her brown eyes opened as she saw dimitri on top of her, the blade in his hand. with whatever she had left, she screamed angrily and gathered her legs.

dimitri had just ripped open roxxy's shirt when leelyn bulldozed into the cuban lord. she took his place, her body covering her little sister's. she held on to her tightly. dimitri quickly rebounded and caught the blad. leelyn had her eyes closed, but she was yelling fiercely, "you can't touch her!" with a demonic expression he took the knife and stabbed leelyn's back over and over again, hearing the screams come from her. "YOU CAN'T TOUCH HER! YOU CAN'T HAVE HER! SHE'S MINE! I PROMISED SHE WOUDLN'T GET HURT! YOU! CAN'T! TOUCH! HER!" he stabbed her over and over again, until she wasn't holding on. both sisters' screaming mingled together, like some unholy crow. leelyn quit moving after a little bit, but she still had her arms around her sister's neck. roxxy was crying and holding back onto leelyn. because of how weak she was, she couldn't flip them and take the wounds because leelyn weighed too much.

dimitri saw leelyn's muscles loosen altogether. he watched with angry, blazing, demented eyes. he then reached down to picked up leelyn by her tattered clothes, but roxxy held on, screaming to the top of her lungs. "YOU CAN'T TAKE HER FROM ME! YOU JUST CAN'T! PLEASE! NO! NO! NO!" her body moved with the wracking of the sobs. THEY COULDN'T TAKE HER SISTER FROM HER! SHE WOULD NOT GIVE UP! but then, dimitri quickly gestured and two muscled men went forward to reach down and pry an almost dead leelyn from her screaming, crying sister. "LEELYN!! LEELYN!! DON'T LET THEM TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME! LEELEE!" she desperately tried to hold on and bloodied teeth reached foward to bite at any limbs near her.

she kicked as hard as she possibly could, but they finally took the blonde from her arms. she went ballistic. dimitri was once again on top of her, pinning her arms down without much difficulty. but then, he noticed something. he looked down between his long legs to see the noticable swell her loose shirt had hid so well. anger and hatred, pure, unadulterated hate, spread through his body. dimitri roared with fury, taking the long, red blade in his hand and yelled down in roxxy's face, "YOU'RE PREGNANT! YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU'RE MINE! YOU'RE ALWAYS MINE!!!!" he was obsessed with what he couldn't have. roxxy was something he hadn't had. and she, of all women, was his property. taking the knife, he glared at her with those irisless, dark cold eyes, and stabbed her belly.

she could've handled having her limbs ripped from her body. she could've handled having all four limbs ripped from her body. but this pain shook her body in a way that was unmatchable. it was like being parted with one's soul, this tiny life within her stolen and she could feel it scream, it's tiny little scream for mercy, for help as the being was destroyed by a single stab of a knife. it was part of her and yet another person, but yet she could feel its grip on life leave her, like she had thus died herself. her scream was bone-chilling, blood-curdling, heart-wrenching as dimitri killed her baby. taking the knife out of her, he stood up and lit a cigar, pacing like an angry jungle cat.

roxxy was laying there, lifeless now, blood coming from all her wounds, her body becoming colorless. looking at leelyn, one would think she was already a corpse. dimitri snarled at the nearest man and simply shot him in the head, between the eyes. then, he got the idea to make his claim official. he went to roxxy, ripped down her jeans, finding pints of blood, and took her inner left thigh and put his burning cigar to it. roxxy couldn't feel it because she and leelyn were practically dead. he branded one word into the bloodless flesh. MINE. he then looked at the few guards he had left. his voice was chilling. "drop them where we discussed." then, he left the two women in the basement.

the employees did as told. they didn't even bother to pick leelyn or roxxy up and just dragged them up the stairs and out of the door, over the sharp rocks, and into the suv by their hair. they didn't struggle. they had absolutely no fight, no will, no life. the ride took a much shorter time and they entered shady lane around 4 am. they stopped by a large house, a mansion. that's where contaro and o'heir lived. silence was key word. they were undetectable as they threw the two cold, nearly lifeless bodies on their frontstep. then, they drove away. simple as that.

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[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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There's no way he could've seen Roxxy's expression. He could feel it nonetheless. She was so unhappy. He felt like reaching out to hold her. To whisper softly in her ear that everything was ok. Everything was going to be ok. A lie. Evean was fine, but she was used by Dimitri. His wonderful, beautiful sister was used for the monster's own good. He could hear the Clydesdale trot away. Evean mumbling quietly to her horse. Khan was there for Evean while he, her brother, was not.

His heart sank to the bottom of Sawyer's vast ocean of nothingness. There it hit him like a bullet. Right in the heart. He sat there, expressionless. He could barely hear Roxxy leave. He could understand that she didn't want him to go after her. He couldn't chase her. Scream her name, telling her to come back. But, it seemed that no matter how fast he ran, she just got further away. He knelt in the grass, staring blankly at nothing while his soul bled out.And the animal inside took it's place. His heart became a black hole Taking everything in. Not letting everything out. No memories, no thoughts, no love, nothing. Nothing but Roxxy. He wanted her! He wanted her back!

He lept to his feet and charged toward the zorse. Kenya was already running. Sawyer's hand lay on the horn, he pushed himself up onto his mount's back. The pair streaked toward the barn. He could already hear Black's wails in protest and agony. So, Roxxy really was leaving? He looked toward the barn. The screaming stallion seemed to be speaking. Pure English. He was calling for Roxxy. His Roxxy. He looked down, nudging Kenya on "You and me both, my friend." he whispered to Black. His voice not even a whisper. He'd come back with Roxxy. He'd bring her back to Black

He urged an already tired Kenya forward. The zorse's sides heaved while he galloped hard. Sawyer was always willing to push his horses. Kenya was no exception. He steered clear of the road trying to stay unseen. But, who wouldn't notice a tall blind boy on a zorse running on the side of the roard?

Roxxy was already there was Sawyer arrived. Kenya was panting hard. His chest heaved. Sawyer dismounted. Giving Kenya a few good pats on the shoulder he jogged to the door. He was prepared to knock when he heard Leelyn's desperate tone. Sawyer hesitated than lay his hear on the door. His ears were pained when he heard Leelyn as about him, and Black. And his family and everyone one ekse that was dear to Roxxy's life.

"Who's Sawyer?" those two words. Those two simple words stung his body. Everywhere. His eyes grew. Big brown empty eyes. A bottomless pit.. NO! She knew who he was! She had to! She was Lying! SHE COULDN'T FORHET HIM!!! No, her voice was sincere. She meant it. The sound of her voice. Confused, and in pain. The woman he loved. His everything! Didn't know who he was. His eyes were wide. Pained tears streamed down his face. A non stop river. He touched his face. The salty tears dripped onto his finger.

Than Leelyn asked about their baby. Roxxy had to remember their child!...She didn't. "What baby, Leelyn?" thos words stung even more. His face was red. Pain, anger, confusion all mixed in one. Wanting to scream her name. To tell her that he was here! That he was hers, and she was his. He couldn't. Nothing came out of his mouth. Only more sobs. He jumped back onto Kenya. Crying his eyes out. She was leaving him. She didn't know who he was!

He had no life anymore. He was dead, angry, nothing. He was just there. It was time to stop the pain. He was still sobbing when he got home. Dropping Kenya's reins he ran inside. Looking around the large main room he was swept away with familiar scents. The smell of his family. Of his home. Sounds of Alex playing a new song on the piano. A soft, beautiful tune.

It was also sad, though. Very sad. The tears kept someing in waterfalls now He turned toward the living room and walked in, slowly. There his family sat. All eyes on him. Alex continued to play, but Sawyer knew he was watching. He walked to the centre of the room. "Sawyer?" it was Syra, "Are you alright?" her voice was very concerned. Sawyer was already cold-blooded. Now he was in rage "NO!" he howled. His shaky voice echoing around the very large, quiet house. He averted his gaze from everyone. Looking at the floor. Rocking back and forth on his heels. "She doesn't know who I am. She doesn't even remember our baby!" Tears fell to his feet. He looked up, his face was red and in pain.

His eyes were bright red and stinging "She's leaving me! I have no use anymore." his voice was soft now, still agony rang in his tone. His family acclaimed him, but he was being a jerk toward them. He turned his back and traveled toward the basement. "What do you...NO SAWYER! YOU CAN'T!" Evean yelled running up to him and taking him by the wrist. her other hand on her shoulder.

He could see his sister's face. Twisted in pain. He didn't dare look back. She moved quickly on an injured leg. He turned around, finally and wrapped his arms around her and cried into her shoulder. His forehead lay onher shoulder. "I'm sorry, Evean." he whispered and pulled away only to be caught around the other wrisr Evean was crying hard now. "Sawyer! Suicide is not an option!" her words were demanding, but meant well. She clutched his hands tightly He easily shook her away, though. "Who said anything abuot suicide?" he asked calmly. No, suicide was never an option, it never would be. Sawyer was just planning to take a very long nap.

It would be like floating in an isolation tank. More like floating on a cloud, only seeing your thoughts. He wouldn't be able to touch or listen to his world.. That'd be ok. He needed to escape to the sanctuary of his mind.

Alex stopped playing and was at Sawyer's side, holding Evean. He knew his sister was leaning against Alex. "Why are you doing this?" he asked, helping Evean back to her seat on the couch. Sawyer sighed. Red eyes looking right into his friend's concerned brown eyes. He could feel the hazel colour of Alex's pools right on him. "There's no true reason but to stop the pain. To ride out this strom." Sawyer's mind was blank. It was time to sleep. Alex touched his arm. "Roxxy loves you. You can't go." he whsipered. Tears began to fall again "Alexander, why can't you understand? Roxxy doesn't remember me. I'm going to try and forget her. I can't live my life knowing that Roxxy, the one I love most. Doesn't even know I exsist." he sighed shaking his head.

He couldn't live like that. He was ready to turn around, but Alex wasn't done yet. His voice was rough, shaken, as if he were about to cry. "What about us?"

Hearing murmers of agreement coming from the others, Sawyer's heart stopped. He loved his family. He loved them all so much. His brothers were always there for problems and compitition. His sisters cared. His father was the most trustworth person on the planet, and Mum. His beautiful, wonderful mother was the sweetest, most even tempered person anyone could meet. Still, he felt empty. He was falling deeper into the Hole of Depression. That just made him mad. Anger boiled in his veins. "If you really loved me! If you were really my best friend....My brother. Than you'd just let me go." he hissed. Lips pulled over his teeth angrily. Alex was his brother.

He always was. Alex was wise, too. Especially when it came to trouble like this. "I understand how you feel. But you can't let that run your life! Roxxy's still alive. If she really doesn't remember you..." he sighed and hesitated, trying to find the right words. "What I'm trying to say is that...You have to let her go, too."

Sawyer turned around and sighed. His brown orbs sad, but understanding and sorry. He gave Alex and apologetic look. "I love her too much to let her go." he spoke with no emotion, his voice very quiet. Alex pulled his arms around him into a tight hug. Sawyer couldn't help but hug Alex right back. It was a man hug, don't ask! "OK, Sawyer. We'll be waiting for you to wake up." he said finally letting go. Sawyer took a step toward the door. His hand on the knob. He looked back only once "If." he mouthed before walking down the long set of stairs.

It was a ver large room. Not really to be called a basement. It was more of a family room. The living room was where they held family meetings and such. The north wall had a large TV. A couch and two chair faced it. There was a small glass coffee table. Quite like the one upstairs. On the table was a key card and a chess board. Evean and Syra were always playing chess. They were masters. There was one game where Syra put Evean in check mate in three moves. Sawyer smiled and touched the white knight and the king.

hmm. Dimitri was like a game of chess. He was the king. Protected by the queen, the strongest piece. Dimitri's father had to be the queen. He was the one who allowed Dimitri to do his business without getting into trouble. But was if the queen was to somehow fall? Sawyer took the black queen away from the board.

He sat down, thinking. Even with the queen gone. The kind still had the pawns, his knights, rooks, bishops. He lay his finger on the nearest pawn. It happened to be the the third pawn on the left side. Yet, with the death of a few pawns. It left an open spot to attack. That still put him at risk. Let's say the white pieces were him, Roxxy and the others. Someone had to fall. He pulled two pawns from each side, but the odds were rarely to never even. He placed on pawn back on Dimitri's half.

Still, he had his queen. Dimitri did not. Meaning, Dimitri's father went down....Spat. Than so would his pawns, slowly. With him dead, that weakened them. Pulling his knight to the front. He was really having fun, now. Knights were good for ambush. Stalking others in an "L". The bishops came in at the side, but were also good a sneak attacks. He move the black bishop to the knight. With the knight gone, Sawyer moved his bishop and took the other.

Leaving the bishop in it's place. It was safe. No peice could get it. He took the black rook and pulled out his white one. Everyone had to make sacrifices. But! Sawyer's bishop and knight had moved. His queen was able to take the black rook.

With the queen in the corner of the board. That put the black king, Dimitri in check mate. That's it! He got it! He knew the answer! But Roxxy didn't know him. He frowned, feeling completely hopwless again. Well, he tried. That small, fast spark of hope went out like a candle. He stood up, picking up his card and frowned, looking back at the chess board "Check Mate." he mumbled than slowly began to walk to the very back of the room. In the back was a glass door. He stuck the key in the slot and the door slid open.

Inside smelled like a bio hazard zone. Actually. It was. Maybe level three biohazard. Only once did they have a level five virus in this room. Ebola. Luckily they had killed that virus after studying it for a moment. He walked over to a cart. There sat a syringe full of a clear liquid that is not to be named. He started to tear up. Turning the punp upside down he flicked it twice.

Even he knew the needle was large. It scared him. He didn't like needles. Curse Evean for following in Dad's footsteps. He held out his arm and held his breath. His eyes shut. The needle was long and he pressed the whole thing into his wrist. There wasn't any blood, but he could smell it. His speeding heart immediatly began to slow, and slow, and slow. He suddenly felt tired, very sick. Nausia came over him like a dark cloud. His eyes were squeezed shut now. Squinting in pain. They throbbed badly. Beginging to swell. He touched his arm. His skin was cold. Ice cold. The colour fell form his body. Turning normally tan skin pale white. His mind became clouded. A burning flame surged through his veins. His throat went dry. All the feeling in his legs and arms were gone. He dropped to the floor like a rock. Painful numbness flowed throughout his body. Soon the fire cooled. And so did his body. Everything felt like ice. After a moment of hot and cold. He drifted away. Far away. He felt very comfortable. Than, he was gone. He remembered an expression.

"It's better to burn out. Than to fade away."
Alex was pacing now. He knew what Sawyer had done. Memebers of the Contaro family weren't stupid when it came to medical stuff. Evean was wanting to become a Virologist. She was doing a good job. No one had come down with Ebola yet. So she must've killed the virus. Sawyer knew what was what in a doctor's office. Maybe a little too well for a blind man. Still, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Something wasn't right. He could hear a heart beat that wasn't his own. A heart beat that belonged to someone who was about to die.

He paused and looked at his family. They all watched him with intense eyes. Everyone but Evean. Her head lay on Syra's lap. Her eyes shut. But she was listening. He knew she was. Sawyer's must've been in the lab. The creepy place that Alex and Syra, and at the moment, Andre weren't allowed to go into. Evean and Sawyer were the only people who knew what they were doing. He looked to Evean "Evean?" he asked.

"Go away, Alex." she muttered. Alex pouted "Evean. please." he spoke softly. The taller woman opened her eyes and sighed "Yes Alex?" she asked Her voice was still quiet. "I need your card. Uh, I have a bad feeling. Please Evean." he was already begging and he didn't even know the answer. But he was desperate! The room was absoloute silent as they all waited for Evean to speak.

Alex was having a panic attack. Finally Evean spoke, "Yes, but don't touch anything." she warned, holding out a silver card. It looked like a credit card. Alex bowed his head "Thank you, Evean." he said taking the card.

He ran downstairs at a break neck speed.. He looked around. Seeing that the chess board was all messed up. Pieces were moved and the black king was placed into check mate. "What have you been doing, Sawyer?" he mused quietly. Sawyer could play chess. Only if he was playing himself. Or if one of the masters of chess named the square and the piece. It was a big waste in time.

He jogged to the back toward the weird door. It was glass, but no one could see in, but people could see out. He held his breath. Not knowing what they held inside, But he was also curious. Who wouldn't want to know what lay beyond the creepy glass door?

He slid the key into the lock and waited. The was a quiet beep than a click. The automatic door soundlessly slid open. Ok. So it wasn't a mad science lab. So far. He looked around. The large room was blue. No plue pait, but the lights were blue. Mixing everything with different blues purples. Just many many hues in that order. Even some pink and yellow were mixed into the rainbow room.

Ultra violet light. What else? There were different medical objects scattered around. Organized chaos for sure. He didn't know what these things were called. He took Evean's warning and dind't dare touch anything. There was a sink, hand sanitizer, and gloves. There was a cabnet above the skin that had a biohazard symbol on it. Alex stayed well away from that.

And there, on the floor lay the lifeless body his best friend. Alex's heart went into his throat as he saw what looked like a corps. His form was pale white, no signs of life excpet the very very short and slow rise and fall of his chest. He was still breathing. Thank god. Kneeling beside him, Alex lay his hand on his arm only to jerk his hand away. sawyer's skin was freezing! Like stone. He looked like a vampire!

He had no colour what so ever! Neither did Alex. The colour drained from his face. This wasn't good. It wasn't normal. If Alex didn't hurry Sawyer was going to kick the bucket. Bolting, he shot up the stairs like an arrow. Panting hard, his face still white. Evean had sat up and was looking at him with big brown eyes. Alex looked right at her "Call your father...NOW!" he demanded weakly.

Flashback

He was five again. He opened his eyes to see everyone taller than him. Wait! He could see! He looked around at a room that was all too familiar. It was St. Mary's hospital back in Reno. The soft green walls in the waiting room. His father and mother stood in front of him speaking with a older black man with a gruff voice. His father agreed for surgeries on his eyes. See if they could fix them.

Sawyer reached up and touched his eye lids. Nothing hurt. He frowned, clinging to his mum's leg. His finger went into his mouth. He did that when he was really scared. The habit finally stopped when he was ten, but that was five years from now.

Wait, he looked at a Calander. "July 8th, 1994." What? It was 2009 the last time he checked. So confusing. He was four feet tall when he was five, So everyone EVERYONE was taller than him. And he could see. His simple five0year-old mind tried to figure things out. All he could think about was that he was scared. And that creepy doctor, Dr. Black (what else?) was an evil man. He wasn't going to go with him

Mum looked down at him and smiled "It's ok, baby. Go with the nice doctor He'll make your eyes better." Woah, Déjà vu! This happened before. He remembered his mum saying that before he was being tortured. Wait! he hesitated "Mummy, I scared." his five-year-old self said. So, Adult Sawyer was trapped inside his younger self's brain. Weird. What was going on!?

He had to be strong. Letting go of his mother's leg ge stepped toward Dr. Evil and hesitantly went with him. He looked back to see his parents. Watching him. His mother was smiling. And his father, the most respected doctor in the country stood beside her. Wait, why couldn't he help. It was fair. He wanted to cry so much than.

That was the last thing he remembered. When the door shut. He turned around and saw three men coming at him. They took a needle to the back of his head and Sawyer went out like a light.

He woke up feeling sore. Three people hovered over him. Soeaking with words he didn't know yet. He whimpered quietly.Where was he? His thoughts were cut off by a large male hand reached down and violently grabbed his eyelashed and forced his eyes open. He couldn't but scream. It hurt so much. Oh it hurt.

"MAKE IT STOP! MUMMY I'M HURTING MAKE IT STOP! HELP ME PLEASE THEY'RE HURTING ME! THOSE MEAN PEOPLE ARE HURTING ME STOP THE PAIN MUMMY PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed. His veins pumping with adrenaline he bagn to thrash arouns wildly. ONly to be stopped by two much stronger hands came down on his small body and held him in place. They were crushing his ribs! His lungs. He couldn't breathe! Not even enough to gather up enough strength to scream.

It wasn't over. They took out a very big needle. Three very bright lights turned on. It was too bright. He began to cry. Tears running down his small face. He made a fist, wanting to hold something. To scream. Inside the Syringe's pump was something pink. Bright pink and it looked sticky.

They lowered the needle to his left eyes. He couldn't feel it. No pain. He pushed out a weak breath of releif. The pain was over. The needle went into his right eye. Now he wanted to blink, He wanted to blink so much. Than, a searing pain went into his retna. The very bacs of his eyes were in pain. it welt like the optic nerve was cut. Still, he could see. It burned! Like a fire in his eyes. Tears didn't come. His eyes were dry of any liquid. Anything. It all hurt! His eyes started to swell up

The preasure on his chest lifted and a ear peircing scream filled the room. Who was screaming? The sound was so sad. Angry, hurt. It took him less than three seconds to realize. The one screaming was him. He was wailing his head off.

"HELP ME! DADDY IT HUUUUUUURTS TELL THEM TO STOP HURTING ME! PLEASE PLEASE! IT BURNS I'M ON FIRE!" he screamed in agony. Begging for help. From anyone. These people were evil. They were hurting him so much. He couldn't think at all.

There, after three hours of endless shots in his eyes they moved to his ears. Blood dripped from the corners of his eyes. He was allowed to close them now. His breathing was so fast. It was like a hummingbirds. They injected him with something to slow his heart beat. It worked. Why wouldn't they let him sleep though? This was a living nightmare!

They took a small round object and roughly stuck it in his ears. Silver images flashed through his mind. He was trained now, besides. He had lost his voice. They flipped him over, presenting is other ear. There they did the same thing. This time he heard a very high ring in his ear. He shook his head wildly. The ringing had to go away. It felt like his brain was mush. He still couldn't think. Not at all.

The fire in his eyes still burned. Non stop...It never stopped.

Flaskback over

It was only two hours to wait. The family's private jet, well more of her father's jet had arrived at the airport at Shady Lane. Her parents had moved quickly to get from Miamii to Shady Lane. The couple moved like ninjas' Helping Sawyer onto the jet. Ha had to be carried. The colour in his cheeks had flushed a little. A small amount of pink returned to his cheeks. Alex, Syra, and Andre agreed to stay home. See if they could get ahold of Roxxy and Leelyn.

Evean called a few times asking. No luck. She sat quietly on the plane. Sawyer and Dad in the back. Dad was draining Sawyer's blood from the toxin. Three times Sawyer woke up screaming about the pain. His eyes were still red. Mum was quiet the whole time. She didn't speak. She didn't dare speak.

The landed in Miamii. Getting off the plane in a hurry. The took a cab, yeah a famous doctor and his family with his half dead son in the back of a cab in Miamii. Poor cab driver.

Dad paid extra to get there in a hurry. Faster than the regular speed.. Duh. The were rushed to the hospital. Sawyer was moving a little, but he didn't speak again. Evean held her hand over Sawyer's mouth. Just in case he had to scream.

Dragging him to the hospital, the woman at the front desk didn't seemed surprized that Dad was there, or that Sawyer was ready to up chuck everywhere. She watched Sawyer's face as they were directed to the nearest room. There. Dad put Sawyer out.

Flashback

It was the day he was born April 25, 1989. The greatest day in his mother's life. There he stood in that room. Sawyer, all adultified, watching his mother sitting up in bed. Waiting for her baby. Strange. He could see, He smiled. He was the baby. Sawyer got to see him when he was first born.

Hi mum didn't seem to know he was here. She stared at the door. Sawyer stared at her. His mum. He looked just like her. His hair, his face and smile, but not his eyes. Sawyer had his fater's eyes. Everything else he got from Mum. The thought made him smile.

Than, a doctor came in. He carried two blankets. A dark blue and a light blue. He heard two sets of baby cries. Wait? Two? Sawyer hesitated. Two? TWO!? Mum held out her arm, a wonderful smile spread across her lips. "Congradulations Mrs. Contaro. Twins. Two healthy baby boys! I'll call your husband." the doc said happily handing her a baby one before the other.

Sawyer watched in confusion looking at the two bundles of baby twin boys. He stepped over toward Mum and looked over her shoulder at the twins. They looked exactly the same. Mum looked at the one on the left. The one wearing the light blue blanket. "I'm going to call you Nathen. I've always liked that name, plus that was your great uncle's name. He was a good man." she said.

Yes, Sawyer remembered uncle N. He never met him because the man died before he was born. sawyer looked at the other baby. Mum had a thoughtful look on her face Sawyer held his breath. "I'm going to call you...hmmmmmm. Sawyer. I think that name fits you really well. Little Nathen and Sawyer. My two baby boys. Welcome to the family." she said happily. Tears of joy coming to her eyes. Oh no, not the water works.

WAIT! Hit pause! Sawyer's wasn't a twin! He was a single child. Besides. How could his parents hide his clone from him all these years? Even though he was blind he would've known about his...twin. Well he couldn't! Because he wasn't a twin. Well. If he was a twin. Where was his brother? Was he alive?

He reached out to touch the infant's face. His twin brother's face. He couldn't feel the softness of baby skin, he couldn't feel anything. And the child didn't seem to feel it either. It was like he was a ghost. He looked at his brother again. "I'll find you. I promise" he whispered.

Flashback Over

He woke up in a daze. His mind all flip flopped everywhere. He couldn't see anything again. So that meant he was back in the real world. Damn what a dream. He felt a familiar presense with him. He turned his head and reached toward nothing "Dad?" he asked sleepily. His father took his hand. "I'm here, son. Just go to sleep." the doctor whispered. Sawyer's head dropped deeper into the pillow as he drifted off into la la land again.

He slept this time. A deep sleep. Even though so many things were on his mind. This time. He thought about Roxxy. He thought of the day they met. Every minute on that day he was smiling with her. Their first ride when she still had Starchaser. They day he touched Black. Than he thought to the time they went clubbing. When they both got drunk.

He could feel himself smile. That was another one of the best days of his life. There came the first kiss. Sawyer's kissed many girls in his short lived twenty years, but his kiss with Roxxy. He felt that THAT should've been his first kiss. It really was. He though of every minute he speant with her. Up to the last. That last dreadful minute.

He loved her. He loved her so much! In fact. He thought he had fallen in love with her. No, not thought. He did! He still was. She was the only person he wanted to be with. He was going to get her back. He'd do ANYTHING to get his beloved Roxxy back. He opened his eyes.

"Where am I?" he asked hearing the rusleing of papers and voices. Than he could feel a large hand on his forehead. "Miami" he said quietly taking his hand away. Sawyer knew that voice all too well. Dad! Miami? Oh yeah. They had a home in Miami. Duh.

"Alex called. You poisoned yourself, Damnit!" the doctor's voice was releived, but still very pissed off Sawyer frowned "Oh. I guess I used the wrong one." he mused quietly. He could've sworn he used the right one. Or hewas just being stupid. Forever sarcastic Dad snorted "You think?"

He had to change the subject "What time is it?" he asked. Really. How long was he out. Hopefully not long. How was Roxxy. He was too far away from her. Way too far. "You've been asleep for about six hours. So it's around 8 P.M." he said. Than Mum walked in. He knew her footsteps. This time they were rushed. Impatient. "OH SAWYER!" she cried throwing her arms around his neck, "You scared me so much!" the boy didn't move Didn't hold his mother back and say he was alright. He never lied to her, the truth was that he wasn't alright. He was struggling for words. He wanted to ask if he was a twin, but he just couldn't find a way to say it.. He sighed. He'd just have to come out and say it.

"Mum, I had a dream. It was about the day I was born...I- uhh. Am I a twin?" he asked. Not looking up at his mum, he didn't speak loudly either. There was a long pause. Mum squeezed his hand. "Yes, Sawyer. You are."

"Why haven't you told me?" he asked sadly. Mum was quiet again. Like him, she must've been looking for an easy way to say it. He could hear his father get up and leave. Closing the door behind him. "I only wanted you to be safe" she whispered. Sawyer was angry now, but he spoke to his mum in a calm manner. She was a very sensitive person. Sawyer hated to get mad at her. To see her cry. "I had a brother, Nathen was it. Named after my great uncle. Tell me the truth. What happened?" he asked. Trying to keep an even tone. He just wanted to explode.

She yell at her. Demand to know why she lied about his whole life! He'd have to go at it in a calm way. Mum crawled onto the hospital bed and sat beside him. "Yes, Sawyer. When you were six months old, Nathen was taken. It was a stormy night. I was curious about something. And I left a window open. I walked in to check on you and your brother. You were there, crying. But Nathen. He was gone. No where to be found." she cried now. Soft words through the tears. "We looked all over. We finally gave up after two years. I was too tired. I was pregnant with your sister. We didn't want to tell you. So we raised you as a single child. Trying not to mention your brother." she dropped her head into her hands and cried "I'm so sorry, Sawyer! I should've told you earlier I know!" she sobbed.

Sawyer felt very guilty. Why did he have to bring it up? He frowned, but put his hards around his mother and held her tight "Shhhh, Mum. It's ok. I'm sorry, too. It's ok. I'm not mad." he whispered soothingly. Mum just cried. Whispering "I'm sorry" every few moments.

"Mum, I need to get back to Kentucky...Now." he said. Mum nodded. "ok. Your father's going to stay with you though. " she said.

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The plane ride back was torture. Sawyer stared out the window the whole time.. Seeing nothing (duh). Evean slept on his lap. She was still hurt from Earlier, she could walk, but she had a very bad limp. Dad was calling Alex and Syra. Telling them that he was spending the night. And maybe hanging around the next few days.

It was about eleven when the arrived. Andre had come to pick them up. A traffic jam stopped them. It took them another two hours to get home. Sawyer was exhausted, so he went straight to bed. Dad moved into Andre's room while Andre took the couch, Syra and Evean shared a room. Besides, no one wanted to go in there.

No one knew what was lurking in the girls' closet. Alex thought Syra was hiding a lion in there and that Evean fed it men they snatched from the streets. Sawyer just thought that Syra had a very noisy stomach.

Alex's bedroom was everything music. His keyboard, guitar, celo, violin, laptop, other guitar, music sheets scattered on his desk. He had Muse for music!

They slept for a while. Than Spark's and Sam began to howl. And I mean howl! Sparks was going insane. Ramming into the front door. Snapping his jaws at nothing. Sam just paced wildly. Growling at Syra's dogs. The two german shepherds walked away. Bean, the dalmation was the quiet guy. He just darked a few times. Nothing too bad. Sawyer and the doctor both knew that when Sparks was mad, something was bad. Haha a little rhyme!

Sawyer pulled Spark's bythe collar. "Calm yourself, Sparks." his heart was pounding. He had a very bad feeling. He was away too long. Roxxy must be part of this. He held his breath and opened the door. Alex had walked down. "ROXXY! LEELYN!" he cried. Sawyer's jaw dropped. The three men ran to the porch.

Sawyer touched Roxxy all over. New injuries. She was hurt even WORSE! And she was pregnant! NO NO NO!

Alex knelt beside Leelyn. The two boys looked up at Dad. The man went right into Doctor mode. "Get them inside, downstairs. NOW" he snapped orders quickly. Sawyer gently picked up Roxxy. Alex took Leelyn. The girls came downstairs. "Oh no." Syra muttered. The three men didn't even bother. They charged downstairs.. Dad was pushing out a cart covered in needles. He was already wearing glooves and a mask. God he moved fast. "Lay them down on the table...EVEAN!" he cried. Saywer and Alex did as told. Evean stormed down the stairs. She froze beside Sawyer. "Go upstairs. Both of you!" she demanded.

The two boys were frozen.. Sawyer erupted into a firey rage "WHY!!! WHY HER! AGAIN! I'M GOIN TO KILL DIMITRI NOWWWWWWWWW" he snarled. "I'm going to slice his balls off with a plastic sppon! I swear I will!" he was furious now. He was gone too long! If he stayed he could've protected her.

He laughed himself up the stairs. Only to be sent back down at was swift kick from Andre. The boy who waited at the top of the stairs. Sawyer rolled back down than onto his back. It hurt but that didn't stop him. He got back to his feet. Glaring at Andre as if the boy were something to eat. Syra stood behind him. "Sawyer. You have to stay. Roxxy needs you." she said calmly, sadly. Sawyer snarled, crouching. "What do you know!? I know that Dimitri needs to die!He needs to die now!" he snarled at the woman.

Alex charged. His fingers jabbed into Sawyer's neck on both sides. Then his collar bone. Alex's strike hit every preasure point in his body. He couldn't move. He fell like a stone and groaned "What was that for?"

"You need to control yourself! Sawye. If you go out to find Dimitri. You'll die." Alex's voice was hard. They weren't going to let him go. He didn't care if he died "I don't care! She doesn't know who I am anyway! I'm better off dead anyway!"

"SAWYER! Don't you dare say that! You hear me." Dad snapped. "Don't you EVER say that again. This woman does know you. And you're better off alive. Damnit Sawyer. I can't hadle my son thinking that he needs to kill himself! That's idiotic. That's a new low for you Sawyer! You understand what I'm saying to you?" he asked firmly.

Sawyer lifted his head "But----" he was cut off by an angry doctor/dad "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes," Sawyer bowed his head. Syra knelt beside him "Go lay down, Sawyer. We'll handle everything here. Hey Doc! What's the diagnosis?" Sawyer lay there. What was wrong with him? He wasn't himself anymore. He was an animal. Something deadly, unwanted. He was hurting the people around him. His family, everyone he loved...Roxxy.

"Roxxy's going to need surgery. Leelyn we can just stitch her up." Dad spoke sadly. That was never a good thing. ROOXXY NEEDED SURGERY! "WHHHHHAAAAAAAAT!" Sawyer was angry all over again. What had that bastard done to her! WHAT WHAT!? He had to know. He was going to spill the Earth with his guts!

"Sawyer. Listen. Go up and get some rest. I'll tell you later. Don't worry. It's me you're talking to. When was my last failed surgery?" he asked. Sawyer couldn't help but brighten a little "N-never. You've never had a failed surgery." he half smiled. He could hear Dad's smile.

"There's nothing to worry about. Just get some rest."

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He didn't sleep a wink. Not a bit. Oh well. He didn't sleep much, but Roxxy, Leelyn, Nathen, Mum, everyone! They were just on his mind and he couldn't get them out. Especially Roxxy. He lay on the couch. His head burried in a pillow. Evean and Dad were downstairs all morning. The fiour gruling hours that Sawyer somehow lived through. Alex and Syra stayed up with him. Andre...Not so much. That kid slept like a rock. He had to sleep. Sparks and Sam stayed at his side all morning.

"Sawyer I have very bad news and some good news." Dad said once he finally came upstairs. "What's the good news?" Sawyer asked perking up a bit. His father smelt of blood though. That wasn't good.

"The good news is was that the surgery was a success, Leelyn's all stitched up, Roxxy, too. They're both going to be fine. But, the bad news. Dimitri killed....he killed your baby. I had to get the child out to save Roxxy. I'm so sorry Sawyer. I know this must be hard. It's hard to tell you."

Sawyer's head fell into his hands "No! No no no no no no no. Why? Why me, why her WHY US!?" he sobbed. His life was going down. He lost his baby, he had a lost twin, Roxxy was half dead. Evean came up crying. "Damn Dimitri." she sobbed than soundlessly walked upstairs. Yes, Damn Dimitri.

He walked downstairs and knelt beside Roxxy. "Roxxy, baby. You have to remember me. Please. When you wake up you have to remember me. I'm sorry sorry, baby. I'm so sorry. I should never have...I'm sorry." he put his hand in hers and gave it a genlte squeeze. It was all his fault. He left her. Now she was hurt. She wasn't leaving his family's sight ever again. They'd be watching her, even when she didn't know it.

"Roxanna, I know your job comes first. But always remember I'm here. Always remember that I love you. Weather you know me or not. I'm sorry about our baby. Roxxy, I'm heartbroken. But don't worry. I won't let Dimitri come anywhere near you. Ever. If he does. Something bad'll happen. Weather it be to me or him. I promise I'll make you safe again. We'll be happy, soon."

He sighed and smiled at the thought. He lay his head next to hers and continued "My dad's here. You're in good hands, Roxxy. You're going to live. Leelyn, too." he said quietly.

He reached up and kissed her forehead. "Rest well, love. I'll be waiting." he would be. He wasn't going to sleep until she woke up. He slowly waked back upstairs than out the door. His father's hand lay down on his shoulder"Sawyer, where are you going?" he asked.

He wasn't going to go do anything stupid. "I'm going to go see the horses." True. He smiled than jogged off. He was going to go see them. And one especially, Black.

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Sawyer, Evean, Alex, Rhys, Jilianna, Andre, Syra, Mummy and Daady!
Word Count ~' 6850
Muse ~' EVIL
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' BEAT THAT HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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when roxxy left without saying good-bye, black became the beast he was before he found her love. he cried out to her over and over again, and when she never came, black never slept. he began using that sinister mind of his to plot. he was a savage predator; he had never been the prey, but he was mercilessly lusty for blood. his brown eyes took on a whole different fire. he watched quietly, but restlessly as people entered and departed from the barn, never sleeping, always thinking, always wanting vengance. it was about midnight when the last person strolled through those doors, locking them as they left. black was left alone, in a barn, with other horses.

as suddenly as his state of mind began, so did his rage. he began to screech, a truly unholy sound. his forelegs struck outwards, then his chest with his front legs, then his whole body moving into play, in perfect unison. the locks never stood a chance. the door flew out with the force of the stallion's ramming and metal flew everywhere, the locks strewn across the once-clean aisle. the seventeen hand monstrosity moved towards any horse close enough to him. he had no regard for mares, no geldings, and never for stallions. lord, have mercy on them. hell looked around, his too bright gaze peering at all the horses, seeing them quell in fear. the black beast gave them no rest. he charged towards the nearest stall, his head darting over the door, teeth gnashed against another black coat as the friesian gelding squealed in fear and pain. at the sound, a whinny from outside was heard.

those vivid brown eyes turned towards the large barn doors near him. giving a scream of fury, black left romeo, who was bleeding heavily on his flanks, which were full of deep gashes where black had reached him before he could get away. the onyx hellion rose up to a magnificent height, his front hooves coming down repeatedly on the chains. he did this multiple times and when the chain just could no longer withstand the enormous pressure handed to them, they snapped like twigs. black burst through the doors of the barn, hearing them swing shut behind him. black was free now. this, my friends, is not a good thing. a piercing whistle echoed and he got many a reply, mostly sounding off in fear. foxfyre was one of those. he was in his large paddock, when black burst through the doors. if the devil looked like a horse, black would be his embodiment.

the chestnut holsteiner was a horse, even though gentle, and he knew how to defend himself reasonably enough. but against the massive bulk of muscle and savagery galloping towards him, foxfyre whirled and frantically raced to the other side of his rectagular paddock, but he had no hope. black gathered his muscles and cleared the 4 foot fence with ease and many feet to spare. the ferocious stud approached the gelding, his long strides eating the distance unbroken frequency. foxfyre cowered and tried to take the submissive position, but it was of no use. black came straight to him, his body levelling out as he barreled straight into the large chestnut head on.

foxfyre was shoved and fell onto his side, rolling several times before he was able to stand himself up. but by then, black was on him again, teeth and sharpened hooves being used to their utmost. fox's neck received numerous neck wounds within the first three seconds. screaming from both males ensued as black beat down the red horse again and again. fox was desperately trying to get away, to fight back. for once, he actually broke away and turned to kick at black, who took the full blast in the chest. it stunned the bigger, more dominant creatures but it didn't stop him. it only made him angrier. with a scream of complete madness, black reared and traveled forward, all of his weight coming down on foxfyre's back.

the holsteiner gelding when down without a struggle, his joints buckling. black followed with bone-breaking kicks and deep-biting teeth. foxfyre didn't last long after he went down, black never letting up on his noises or his attacks.

roxxy nor leelyn could feel anything as they were carried. they had no use of their senses, period. they were so destroyed and exhausted that they couldn't hear, smell, see, or feel anything. they couldn't even think. if this is death...i suppose i'll take it. i have no other choice. of course, the sentence two before was an exaggeration, though not by much. roxxy's mind wasn't entirely shutting down like it had before. perhaps it was because last time, she hadn't been expecting it. this time she had, though she hadn't thought it would be so agonizing. she wanted to touch her baby. but she couldn't move. she actually gathered the willpower she had and still couldn't move her arm. that was just how utterly wrought with fatigue her body and mind were. leelyn wasn't any better.

she laid there on the table for she didn't know how long. she didn't even know she was on a table. her eyes were closed and for the time being, she couldn't feel, see, or hear anyone or anything. that was a good thing, because she didn't know it, but she was being operated on. it was sometime after the operation that some of her senses came back to her. she could hear and she could mumble. she couldn't open her eyelids, so she couldn't see. but she couldn't feel the extreme pain she was actually in, so all was well for the time being. she heard someone come to her. she hear a presence near her. that voice...she knew that voice! she listened to it intently. she just couldn't quite wrap her mind around who it was that was speaking to her. family? an old friend, perhaps?

someone romantically involved with her? there, a spark. her mind rekindled at the third possibility. yes! he was important to her because she had come kind of relationship to him. now, his words made more sense. roxxy found herself loving this man (as this voice was deep and such a pleasure to listen to) even though she couldn't see him. all of the confusion was made by her own doing. she had consciously told herself that she didn't know sawyer, didn't know black, didn't know syra, evean, alex...anyone but her sisters and brothers. but it wasn't like she could make the memories go away. in a rush, all those flickerings came back to her. SHE KNEW THAT VOICE!!! SHE KNEW WHO IT BELONGED TO!!!

it belonged to sawyer, her lover, her boyfriend, the father of her child- the child... where was her baby? she couldn't feel the tiny presence in her womb any longer. what happened to her baby?! WHAT HAPPENED TO HER CHILD?! roxxy searched for any hints and came up with the hard, cold facts. sawyer's father had taken out her baby because dimitri had killed it. oh, the horror and pain she felt! so vulnerable...the life she had loved and nourished, even if it had solely been for 2 months, was taken from her, her body. she felt so feeble, so violated. her lips could scarcely move, but sawyer had long left her with a kiss (well, at least she thought he did), the only thing leaving her lips were a soft sob. "she's gone..." she wanted to grieve, to cry, but no tears came from her tired body.

my baby girl is gone... she was truly broken now. dimitri had taken something that was rightfully hers. fuck her job. fuck her life. when dimitri died, she was retiring. bitterness, like some tsunami, rolled over her body. she could hear around her, but it didn't matter if anyone was there or not. her expression might've been peaceful, but her lips moved soundlessly, in sobs. and soon enough, she asked, "why? why did she have to be taken from me?" she never got to add anymore or wait for a response, because her mind suddenly blanked and went black. roxanna drifted off into a deep sleep...though not a coma. leelyn was still asleep and would stay that way until they both woke up. it was a sister-thing. the siblings were close.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] roxxy/dimitri/leelyn/syra/andre/alex/sawyer/dada contaro/mumma contaro/evean
WORDS!?![/b] unimportant! 1319
MUSE!?![/b] pretty good!
MUSIC!?![/b] killa-cherish
OUTFIT!?![/b] ---
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b] oh, i'll beat it! just wait![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[Desert]

Can You Hear Me?
Can You Feel Me in Your arms?
Holdin My Last Breath...

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Liberty was quiet in the stalls. His mind content but still heavy with concern for the large black stallion. He knew the beast didn't sleep. Neither did he. He knew Sawyer's mare was hurt, and her foal..Her foal was hurt, too.

He felt for the stallion. Twice he had tried to communicate, but he decided to leave Hell in peace. At least the very little peace he had left. The Palomino just watched that day. The sun was finally about to peak over the soft rolling hills in the distance. Liberty was oddly peaceful, but like Black. Khan was throwing a fit. He kicked hard at the metal and wooden stall, screaming that his mistress was hurt. That she was still hurt and sad.

Liberty knew that, but he was quiet about it. He belonged mostly to Sawyer. He knew Evean very well. She was going to be ok. She just needed to lay quietly. Khan didn't buy it. He kept denting the walls in his stall. Finally after a half hour of torture, the heavy draft fell quiet.

Libs's spirits were low, now. Everything wasn't right. All the horses were uneasy that early morning. Black was insanity! Khan was oddly quiet. Liberty finally got to drifting off then there was a loud smashing sound. He jumped out of his skin. His ears shot forward. There was Black out of his stall! NO!

Liberty lowered his head and backed away. His ears layed back. He clamped his tail. Normally he would face this hellion of a stallion, but Black was mad, very mad. There was no way Liberty could win.

Black needed company, though. He needed another horse to comfort him, but Legend was a stallion. He guessed that was the LAST thing Black wanted to deal with. He bellowed angrily. He didn't care. Black needed someone. There was a squeal in pain. Liberty began to get frantic. He spun around in his stall and began to kick hard at the stall door.

The lock was clinging and rattling. Liberty began to get frustrated and kicked more. There was another shattering sound. One from his lock, and the other from the barn door. They were both free. Two wild stallions. Liberty was going after Black. He couldn't let the stallion hurt to many other horses.

Somehow he'd calm the beast. He didn't know how yet, but he would. He followed that stallion, quickly. He was suddenly distracted by something. There walking toward him with a rope was..Sawyer? His master looked pale, he didn't smell right. Liberty turned away from black and jogged back to his master. He stood a few feet away and whinnied for him to go away. That it wasn't safe.

He smelled like blood and poison, and...Liberty threw his head and screamed. Sawyer spun the rope over his head "Easy, Libs." his voice was shaky, pained. The stallion didn't agree with the spinning rope. That meant getting caught. No, that was bad. He charged at Sawyer and struck him in the chest. His master stumbled backwards, bleeding from the nose and lip. So, his skin was soft? hmm. Liberty reared. He had to go away! It wasn't safe!

Sawyer was slower, he didn't fight back. He was still poisoned. Liberty could smell it. He could see it, too. Sawyer was hit only once, and it wasn't even hard and he was weak. Sawyer was never weak. He was sick! That put his life even more at risk. Liberty looked over toward the pasture. He could hear horses fighting. He knew Black was one of them. Sawyer seemed to hear it, too. He approached Liberty. The Palomino stud didn't want the human stallion anywhere near him.

He spun around and threw his legs out behind him. He could hear the crunch of bones beneath his hooves. There was a rough gasp than a thud. Liberty broke two ribs. Ooops. That didn't matter. He looked at his master's broken body. He'd come back later. For now, he'd be safe here. Libs turned back around and cantered toward the paddock. He lept over the fence with ease. There he saw Black. Standing over the body of a chestnut gelding. Beating the already fallen horse.

Liberty's ears went forward. He stomped his hooves and whinnied. Just loud enough to get the monster's attention.

Sawyer lay there. There was a terrible pain in his chest. He's been kicked there before. Why did it hurt so much now? He felt weak, tired. He thought back to all the medication his father gave him while he was out. His skin was so tender and sore. Same with his bones and everything else. It hurt! He slowly reached into his pocket for his phone.

"Andre. I need you to come get me. Liberty kicked me" he whispered loudly. There was no response than the line went dead. He lay there for a few minutes. Why was he hurting so much? Groaning he heard two car doors close. There was an enraged snarl from his father. Andre was quiet. He was helped into the BMW. He could still work his legs, but he was having trouble breathing.

He could hear screaming horses in the background. Black and Liberty. He sighed and closed his eyes "Damnit." he whispered.

"Two broken ribs and a single cracked rib. Your sternum is bruised. Luckily he didn't get your lungs." Dad mumbled quietly. Sawyer moaned but was cut off by him coughing harshly. He couldn''t breath much. "Can..you......fix.............it?" he asked weakly. They were back downstairs. Dad lay Sawyer flat on his back on the couch. Roxxy and Leelyn were on the other side of the room. "Of course, son. but it'll be a challenge, you're still weak from your...stunt." he mused. Sawyer groaned again.

"I' don't want you going anywhere near a horse for a while." the doctor said firmly, laying his hand on Sawyer's shoulder. The young man shot up only to fall backwards again. "But Dad!" he whined, as if her were a kid again. His head on the pillow.

"No buts, Sawyer! You're still recovering and apparently I can't trust you around a horse. I'm afraid you'll get hurt. I'm sorry son, but you are not allowed in the barn." What the hell? Sawyer frowned. "I'm not ten-years-old anymore. I can make my own decisions on what I can and can't do!" he hissed. He could speak normally now that he was pissed off.

What was his father to say! It wasn't fair. Dad started to get angry "FINE Sawyer, I'm not speaking to you as a father. I'm speaking to you as a doctor!" he growled.

Sawyer sat up again "So you're grounding me?" he muttered. Dad fell silent. He could only hear Roxxy's heart beat. That's the only thing he wanted to hear. "Yes, Sawyer I am. I want you to be safe. And right now. I don't think being around horses is the safest thing" Dad said after a moment of dead silence.

Sawyer layed back and hid his face "Whatever. Grounded at twenty. How embarrassing." he muttered coughing again. Dad lay his hand on Sawyer's shoulder. "I know it's hard, son. But, I only want what's best for you." he stood up and walked over to Roxxy and Leelyn.

Sawyer lay there on the couch, still. His ribs hurt like hell and he could feel a bruise forming. Damn, damn, damn! He was still conscious when Dad pulled his ribs back together. It hurt, but there was more pain inside him. He ignored the pain in his ribs, only his heart hurt. His child was gone. His little baby girl was gone.

Dimitri reached a new low. Taking a life that hasn't even started yet! The bastard. The damn BASTARD! He opened his eyes only to feel a sharp pain in his side. He yelped and jumped. His father's hand gently pushed him back down "Don't move too much, Sawyer." his voice was sober.

With the doctor working on Sawyer. Alex had time to get close to Leelyn. He starred in horror at her broken form. She was all stitched up, and the bleeding had stopped. She looked better than she had. Dr. Contaro had given them both something to bring down the swelling. The doctor paid way more attention to Roxxy than he did to Leelyn. Alex didn't blame him. Roxxy was in way more need. Trying to put her body back together after the operation.

Alex turned white as he though back to earlier that morning. He had gone downstairs to see what was going on. There he watched as Dr. C walked away, carrying a very small thing...the baby. His hands covered in blood. He held the child as if it were a newborn. but it was so small, so alien. Alex saw something he thought he'd never see. He saw Dr. C...crying! Was that even possible. But yes, he was crying. A single tear dropped. Than another. Alex was back upstairs that he didn't know what the man did with the child.

Alex knew that the doctor had to put Roxxy's uterus back together. He said something about a knife, and that Roxxy might never be fertile. Ever.

Alex sighed, touched Leelyn's arm than tip-toed away.

He was sore for an hour. Until he could finally get to his feet and walk around. Slowly. If he moved to fast his breathing became hard; rough. He needed to go see Black! He just HAD to. When Dad was asleep (if he ever would be) Sawyer would sneak out...

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Safe Inside Myself.
Are All My Thoughts of You.
Sweet Raptured Light, It Ends Here Tonight

Tags ~' Roxxy, Leelyn, Sawyer, Evean, Alex, , Andre, Syra, Daddy!
Word Count ~' 1597
Muse ~' still there
Music ~' ---
Notes ~' RAWRNESS!
Lyrics ~' My Last Breath- Evanescence

[.x.chaos.is.R E B E L L I O N|]

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hell finally left the dead gelding to hear and see the palomino as large as he was. he could smell the human-stallion, but he was just now departing in one of those hard, noisy creatures that brought his mistress to him. he stared at liberty with fire-consumed eyes. the scent of the other stallion physically pained him in this state of mind. with a silence-murdering scream that could be heard for miles, black charged the perfectly palomino stud. his long strides were brought forth with graceful effortlessness. his legs once again gathered themselves as he sailed over the 4 foot fence with ease. he was the epitome of savagery. he would no lose this fight.

his nares were flared wide, his teeth bared, ears pinned back onto his crania. it was such a fearsome expression that brought a new knowance. he could smell him and her. the vicious anger remained but he came to a sliding stop just a few meters in front of liberty. his facials held the lost cause of a hope that could not be depended on. he could smell sawyer, so strongly, but faint as it may have been, he could smell his mistress. he reared to his maximum height, an intimidating 9 feet, and whistled a piercing tone. the message was clear, "my love! where are you?! ...please tell me, for you mean so much to me...." he got no further scent from her nor the delectable presence that so overjoyed him.

his heart-holder was no longer around. that desperation left him and he was once again that sinister creature that satan himself would think thrice about reckoning with. the rage that was so intolerant to any other being lesser than himself and even the creatures equal to himself took over his being again and his fiery attitude came in full force. but one thing he could not understand about this new equine of which to fight: why wasn't he answering his challenges? the statement in the other's eyes was pristine to the point of simplicity: "i want to help you." didn't this stag know? he had no heart! he had no soul! he loved no one! he couldn't love anyone! he could not be helped! and with that, he retaliated on liberty without reason, other than he was the current keeper of morbid insanity.

opposite of roxxy in the area of senses, leelyn had all of them. and her mind reeled with the suffering she was going through. however, because of the drugs doctor contaro was using, she couldn't wake up. besides, she had no wish to disturb her rest. she could talk, she could see, she could hear, she could touch, she could taste, and do everything else. but she had no desire whatsoever to open her eyes and see, or talk, much less think. but with such a brilliant mind, she couldn't help about thinking about everything. not only was her mind contemplating her own pains, but she could only imagine the pain roxxy was going through. she had been pregnant. she didn't know what happened after she blacked-out, having been stabbed so many times in the back. but she had this horrible feeling that her upcoming neice had been lost.

the mere assumption broke her heart. and then it was confirmed by hearing doctor contaro's talk. so she had gotten what she had wished for when roxxy had first told her about her pregnancy: that she would lose the baby. she sobbed, though not noticably. her body was way too weak to do that. she had wished for the baby to die, to disappear. she had gotten her wish. she would feel absolutely guilty the rest of her life...but she pushed her own emotions aside. roxanna would've been a first-time mother, a beautiful mother, someone any child would've been happy to call their mother. and now her baby was gone, leelyn's own neice was gone from the earth. dimitri had stabbed her, according to the doctor.

what was going to happen to her uterus?! it had to be pieced back together...and it would probably never get to have the delight of carrying another child. but there was still that hope... roxxy was still very young, not even 20, no matter how old she acted. perhaps with time, she would heal! leelyn desperately wanted the latter to be true! her mind was in turmoil for several minutes until finally she had sobbed herself out and she was slowly drifting off into a peaceful sleep, one with no pain. and the thing she felt was someone gingerly touching her arm. a small smile spread across her beaten features. alex... she may have strayed from him many times, but she felt...entitled to him somehow. ah, she would sort out everything later. she fell asleep the same exact time that roxanna did.

they were to be asleep for a full 28 hours.

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TAGS!?!

[/b] alex/sawyer/dada contaro/roxxy
WORDS!?![/b] eh, it's a poor count...don't judge!
MUSE!?![/b] it's like BAM!
MUSIC!?![/b] nope
OUTFIT!?![/b] ----
CREDITS!?![/b] charoulla of Caution 2.0 <3
charoulla ©2009, , All Rights Reserved
NOTES!?![/b]what's gonna happen...hmmm...?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]